Form An Organization
If discovering Jin Jiuchi's identity felt like being struck by lightning, then knowing that the silver-haired man in front of him was the tiny adorable boy he had fiercely protected in the Cycle, was akin to setting off a nuclear bomb in Gu Luoxin's mind.
He gripped the door frame tighter, for it was the only way he could prevent himself from falling to his knees. He gaped at Shen Nianzu, so shocked that he could not even form a coherent sentence. "You… how…"
Wasn't the difference too overwhelming? In his memory, Shen Nianzu was an ordinary boy with no remarkable features, someone who could easily blend into any crowd. But this man standing before him... he was like a literal angel!
Shen Nianzu heard the sound of a door opening in the hallway and asked Gu Luoxin, "Can we come in first?"