C404 Ghost Gate

He was a short man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a large garlic nose and a few freckles near his nose.

He was unexpectedly Little Lei, the youngest disciple of Gu Shimun.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"Let's have a meal together." Little Lei turned his head and said.

I couldn't help but frown. "Why are you still doing this?"

Little Lei lowered his head