Feeling that inexplicable sense of familiarity,
Farid felt as though countless ants were crawling chaotically through his heart.
He could barely contain himself.
Instinctively,
he racked his brains, trying to recall whether he had ever met the other party before.
He wanted to figure out what that inexplicable familiarity in his heart was.
As Orsaga walked in from the main passageway, he looked at how utterly different Farid now appeared from the past, as well as the faint confusion in his eyes.
The corners of his lips involuntarily curled into a slight smile as he took the initiative to greet him:
"You've changed quite a lot, haven't you~"
"I still clearly remember that the last time we met, you looked far less imposing than you do now."
A tall stature, rugged and handsome features that suited mainstream tastes, lustrous dark-purple hair, two enormous and mighty blade-like horns atop his head, sharp ears covered in tiny scales, and a suit of heavy armor that looked quite imposing at a glance.
It had to be said that this was a fairly good appearance setup.
At the very least, one look was enough to make people feel that this fellow was no weakling.
Compared with when they had first met,
he had far more presence now!
It was as though every inch of him had been optimized countless times~
To be honest, even Orsaga was much more satisfied upon seeing this sight.
Setting everything else aside,
who would not want their food to look a little more appealing?
At the very least,
it could increase one's appetite somewhat.
As for the fact that, through his vision across time, Orsaga had seen Farid seek out certain Martial Dao Transmigrators to learn martial arts, then seek out certain Cultivation System Transmigrators to learn Demonic Path