"Wang Changxu has been dead for a hundred years?" Zhuge Yuan couldn't help but open his mouth wide upon receiving this news.
He really didn't expect such a situation. Clearly, this Wang Changxu was indeed an old friend of Master, but Master hadn't considered that his old friend was human, and human lifespans aren't as long as years.
Going back was impossible; the brag was already made, and going back would be too embarrassing.
But since the person is dead, what should be done now?
"Uh... Honorable Senior." Zhuge Yuan raised both hands toward the elder with hair tied up and wearing a black and white robe in front of him, and immediately thought of a solution.
"Senior, Zhuge Yuan speaks with utmost sincerity. My Master is indeed an old friend of that venerable predecessor. If you don't believe me, may I ask if this Wang Changxu Senior has any descendants? You might inquire to verify."
