"Lu Zhanbei…"
Liang Bozhong muttered this name, as if in deep thoughts. Why did this name sound so familiar?
Lu Zhanbei…
Suddenly, Liang Bozhong's pupils shrank. His legs buckled and he almost knelt down. The eyes that were looking at Lu Zhanbei were filled with incredulity.
"You are Lu, Lu…"
He stuttered this name several times and was so shocked that he eventually could not say it completely.
Gu Mo's lips twitched fiercely. He had not said anything yet when another young man, who was leaning against the wall and seemed to be sleepy, suddenly lifted his head.
He was dressed very simply. A black casual pants was matched with a white shirt. Two buttons were opened on his neckline and an exquisite collarbone was revealed.
However, what was contrary was that he was wearing a white, Western-style wide-brimmed hat on his head. The hat was very big and almost blocked out his entire face.