The one who reacted the most intensely was Chu Zihang. The instant he saw the face beneath that puppet mask, he froze completely in place.
It was a man's face he knew better than anyone else. In his childhood memories, this man would always take him to the public bathhouse to soak in the murky water and drink cola in big gulps; he loved eating braised pork intestines and spicy chicken wings, and he loved taking photos and driving. Then there was that rainy night of their final parting, when the man had displayed his noble bloodline for the very first time before his eyes, brandishing his blade and leaping high into the air to strike down the burning god... Scene after scene, achingly familiar and impossible to forget, because he replayed them in his mind in vivid detail every single night.
"Dad," Chu Zihang said, his voice somewhat hoarse.
Chapter 86