Oh my God!

The others gaped at it.

The fact that the rotten corpse was actually alive and could even run sent chills down their spines.

Zeke immediately commanded, “Ares, stop him.”

“On it!” Ares unsheathed his sword and swung it at the corpse.

The corpse was frightened by his action and immediately stopped running.

It then turned to kneel before Ares, yelling, “Please spare me, Godfather!”

Godfather!


The word caused Ares to stiffen, and he hastened to put away his sword and glared at the corpse.

“Who are you? Why are you calling me Godfather?”

The corpse slowly looked up at him. “It's me, Godfather. C-Can't you recognize me?”

Ares studied its face carefully.

After a long while, he exclaimed, “Shawn Quillen! You're Shawn!”

The corpse nodded. “Yes, it's me, Godfather!”

Devastated, Ares could not help but stagger backward. “How could it be possible? You... You've been dead for five years. How could you still be alive?”

The others rushed forward and surrounded Shawn.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Zeke asked, “Ares, do you know him?”

“He's my godson. Great Marshal, he once poured us drinks.”

Huh?

Zeke scrutinized Shawn skeptically. “Why don't I remember him?”

“Great Marshal, he was the runner-up in the Martial Artist National Examination five years ago. After passing the exam, he was assigned to work under me. As he was talented and intelligent, I took him in as my godson. I also introduced him to you back then. However, he was later killed by the enemy in a battle. I was the one who collected his body and buried him, so I never thought that I'd see him again now,” Ares replied.

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