As that figure walked into Gong Zhiyu's line of sight, a shock wave broke his calm demeanor.
As Ji Fengyan stood before Gong Zhiyu, she raised her eyebrows at the bunch of Zhai Xing Lou folks who stirred trouble. Her amused countenance faded as her gaze landed on Gong Zhiyu.
Linghe, who had followed her out, was also dumbstruck by the sight of Gong Zhiyu.
Wasn't this the noble gentleman who had once brought a team of merchants into Ji City? Why was he now at a place such as Free Valley?
Gong Zhiyu looked in wonder at Ji Fengyan, but he quickly erased the surprise on his face.
"Who is this?" Gong Zhiyu lowered his eyes and asked Ji Fengyan respectfully. His gentle and humble manner made it seem as if he had never met this young lady before.
Ji Fengyan noted Gong Zhiyu's reaction but didn't show the slightest bit of astonishment. She curved her glistening red lips and signaled at Meng Fusheng. "Tell him who am I."
