Zuo Zhe pulled himself out of his drifting thoughts. Hei Shen. This is the name of that god… the being Yu Sheng referred to as 'that man'. After he had reminisced the back story that he wrote for Hei Shen, he suddenly remembered one important detail he had forgotten.
"Braided hair… hair beads…" he muttered with his eyes wide in disbelief.
"Zhe?" Yu Sheng called when he noticed Zuo Zhe's pale face and alarmed expression. Something is definitely wrong with Zuo Zhe.
But, Zuo Zhe seemed to not hear him since he felt his ears ringing because of the realization that struck him. "Braided hair… hair beads…" he muttered in a low voice as if possessed.
Yu Sheng saw Zuo Zhe was incoherently mumbling, so he didn't understand what Zuo Zhe was saying.