In front of his old friend, Ji Yuan had no reservations, speaking as freely as he wished.
"You go first. Have you heard anything?"
"I can determine it is definitely not a coincidence."
Liu Yuan rubbed the wine pot in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Look at these; these are the portraits of 'Old Demon Ji' I've collected over the years."
After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and dozens of opened sheets of white paper appeared on the table.
Ji Yuan released his divine sense and looked through a few sheets, only to discover...
"You'll find that each time Old Demon Ji appears, his appearance might change slightly, but overall, it is extremely similar to your original look, especially with the same name..."
Liu Yuan spread his hands, "Alright, I'll admit, when I first learned of this, I thought this Old Demon Ji was you."
