"It's been a long time... Mr. Joseph."
A young face appeared, wearing a Taoist robe, with delicate features, completely different from the sickly fat man he remembered.
But from the outline, it could vaguely be seen that it should indeed be him.
"I knew... you weren't dead!"
At the moment the thunder struck, the major families had already slaughtered each other until not much was left. A common soldier removed his helmet and armor, revealing a person even Joseph felt terrified of.
Yeah, who else could set up such a stage?
Wasn't it said that this guy had already assimilated with the system?
Why?
"Consider it death." Pu Yunchuan smiled and said, "The outcome of assimilating with the system means that there are many situations where I can't act freely, otherwise, you would have died a thousand times over, and now the cost of plotting against you is that I will no longer be able to have my own thoughts in the future."
