Old Pig sat back down and sighed, "Back then, we were still in Master Kun's slave carriage. Actually, the moment you boarded, Master Mang, I noticed you. You were noticeably cleaner than everyone else."
"Not like someone from the post-apocalypse."
"More like someone from before it all happened."
"Once in the carriage, you took over that piece of straw mat, and three days later, you swiftly and decisively killed a man who dared to provoke you."
"That's when I realized you weren't an ordinary person, Master Mang."
"In those days, everyone in the slave carriage had already succumbed to despair and accepted that state of life, but you, Master Mang, were like a burning flame, incredibly conspicuous.
"..."
Chen Mang listened quietly to Old Pig's recount, smiling without speaking. After Old Pig finished, Chen Mang softly said, "Old Pig, you were the first to follow me, right?"
"Yes."
