Gu Zhong once couldn't believe his eyes. This person before him had his foundation shattered fifty years ago; logically, he should have died. Yet now...
Hoo hoo.
As someone who participated in that great extermination fifty years ago, Gu Zhong certainly wouldn't mistake him. While gasping heavily, he uncontrollably stumbled back several steps.
"Chen Changsheng!!"
Thereafter, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Gu Zhong quavered, "There's a head for every grievance, a master for every debt. If you want revenge, you should seek out those few sects. Back then, I, Gu Zhong, was forced to choose sides, I was helpless!"
"If I hadn't chosen a side back then, my entire Biluo Sword Valley would have been annihilated; this is something you should know."
