The man named Wu Long

Gu Zhen's working eye looked at the man sitting on the pile of corpses with growing feeling of anxiety.

"I have not hidden my identity, my name is Wu Long"

Wu Long smiled, slowly standing up as another flash of lightning lit his face from the side.

"I am not asking about your name!"

Gu Zhen raised his voice in frustration, dismayed at the unresolved question.

'Hm? Wu Long?'

But as words were leaving his mouth, as if a lightning struck inside his mind along with the one that lit Wu Long's face, his consciousness suddenly made a connection between what he just heard and a thought he had when he first heard about the Troublemaker's name.

'Back then... I certainly thought it was familiar...'

His left eye narrowed, the muscle below the eye slightly contracting, creating a twitching motion.

'A Dual Cultivator... 

...named Wu Long... 

...handsome appearance...