C216 Saint and Emperor

"No, it's Hei Ze," whispered Little Zhang, his voice barely audible, as if terrified of interrupting Wu Jingsheng's deep contemplation.

Yet, to Wu Jingsheng, the statement struck like a bolt from the blue.

His body shuddered involuntarily, and he found himself at a loss for words. His mind was a whirlwind of tumultuous thoughts.

"Where did he go?" Wu Jingsheng demanded