Hidden Identity

Zhan Sheng asked himself as he inched out of his hiding place, but just before he entered the restaurant Wei Jianhong flicked his sleeve, and sent his staff striking Zhan Sheng's butt, forcing him to stumble forward revealing his hidden presence.

Wei Jianhong glared at him.

Zhan Sheng rubbed his ass, laughing nervously.

"Are you just going to stand there all day or are you going t join us?"

Zhan Sheng's heart raced, unsure of Wei Jianhong's intentions. Yet, a flicker of hope ignited within him. Could this unexpected encounter and Wei Jianhong's unusual act of kindness hold a key to expediting his journey into the devil's realm? Who was this guy and why did Wei Jianhong want to buy him lunch? It was all so confusing, but Zhan Sheng's stomach grumbled as he followed them inside the restaurant. He knew he had to play along, seizing any opportunity that arose.