This voice sounded a bit familiar, and Zhen, along with Diao and the others, were so stunned that they froze in place.
Zhen instinctively looked behind the stone.
A face that was familiar yet somehow strange appeared before his eyes.
Although she had not been in contact with Ye Shaohua for long, the fact that Chu Yun was looking after her, and the confrontation that ensued, leading Ye Shaohua to transform from a slave into a priestess, was one of the deep impressions she left on them.
At this moment, Zhen's mouth was wide open as he stared at the woman dressed in beautiful clothes that he had never seen before.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhen in such a state, Diao and the others asked as they turned to look in her direction.
"I... that... don't you think she looks very... very familiar?" Zhen struggled to speak, each word seemingly requiring his full strength to say.
It wasn't that he didn't dare to recognize her; if it were only the face, it was indeed very similar.