When Xia Houzhe saw Mister Ning, there was a fleeting moment of dazed astonishment, but immediately after came understanding, and a sense of so it turns out we still lost in the end.
But Mister Ning must be close to death now, he looked like a man whose allotted fate was almost spent, merely forcing himself to appear energetic.
Xia Houzhe couldn't quite say what he felt inside: some schadenfreude, the thought that your end is no better than this, and a faint touch of panic as well.
While he was sizing up Mister Ning, the other was likewise sizing him up; seeing how obviously thin and pale he had grown, Ning couldn't help being startled, then gave a wry smile.
That Emperor Chu, his mind truly is unfathomable.
"Sir." Xia Houzhe cupped his hands in salute and said, "What brings you here, sir? Have you come for the Ning clan?"
"Yes and no."
Mister Ning walked closer and looked at him. "You've wasted away quite a bit."
