With a sigh, King of Han stood up and said, "If you weren't from Beiliang, I would have thrown you into the Three Thousand Camp to train for a whole year. You have no discernment at all; it's really annoying."
The shadow remained silent; his expression was calm, resembling a pool of stagnant water, devoid of any emotion.
"Right, I remember you had a conflict with Zhou Li before."
King of Han paused for a moment, then looking at the shadow, he said with a smirk, "Why? Did you come to my side because of that?"
The shadow shook his head without a word.
"Truly a log."
King of Han burst into helpless laughter and did not express too much dissatisfaction with the shadow's behaviour. He just walked on with his hands behind his back, while lamenting, "Worthy of being Zhou Li's schoolmate, you two indeed have the same kind of bone, stinky and hard. I really don't know what kind of luck Elder Huang struck, even a kid like you entered Lizi Class and turned out quite decent, it's really…"