Lu frowned as he recalled, "That person wears a green robe and he looks refined and elegant, like a cultured scholar!"
Pausing for a moment, Lu grumbled indignantly, "But, it's all a lie! Who would have thought that the frail scholar would be this powerful? He was so terrifying when he attacked!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Mengqi's heart skipped a beat.
A familiar figure flashed across her mind.
In the past four years, this figure had been buried deep in her memories, almost forgotten.
It was only because she had returned to her old home that brought back some of her childhood memories in a melancholic manner.
Upon hearing Junior Brother Lu's recount of the incident, the first person that came to Shen Mengqi's mind was Su Zimo.
However, she smiled and shook her head, denying her thoughts in the blink of an eye.
The thought was indeed rather ridiculous.