It was Wang Heng Mountain, however, who narrowed his eyes as he observed Zhou Yuanjue.
Mortals see with their physical eyes, but how can mortal flesh perceive the true nature of all things?
But at his level of cultivation, he could peer past the surface and glimpse a person's true nature. He could size up an ordinary man in a single glance.
Yet, no matter how he tried to perceive the man before him, he seemed to be nothing more than an ordinary person.
Such an anomaly could only mean something was amiss.
In that instant, he began to regard the visitor with a new sense of gravity.
'It seems the person Donghua sent this time is no ordinary man.'
"You must be the special envoy from Donghua. May I ask your name?"
Wang Heng Mountain asked.
"For now, you may call me Zhou Hong."
Zhou Yuanjue replied, clearly having no intention of revealing his true identity.
'Zhou Hong?'
'I've never heard of anyone named Zhou Hong in Donghua. A hidden asset, perhaps?'
