279. The dust settles

"Why would it be Old Wang?!"

Mr. Zhao's pupils constricted, feeling as if his soul had just suffered an indescribable blow.

So close, staring at that familiar, smiling old face.

In his mind, the occasional lounging official from the Heavenly Master Mansion, who had enjoyed plagiarizing his carefully crafted sentences, began to gradually overlap with the god-like elder before him.

"My young friend, it's been a long time."

Zhang Yan Yi smiled slightly and used a secret method to bombard Mr. Zhao's ears with his voice.

At the same time, the earlier mention of "Old Wang" was shielded by him and was not perceived by others.

It really was you... Old Wang is Heavenly Master Zhang?

The legendary Earth God who is just one step away from becoming a "Human Immortal"?

A tremendous turmoil stirred in Mr. Zhao's heart, evoking a strong sense of unreality.

He couldn't accept that such a lofty figure, the one who plagiarized from him, turned out to be Old Wang.