My only idol, more than 40 years have passed in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect to see him again last night, and he even had a cordial conversation with me. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep well all night. I didn't expect that so many years have passed.

, he still has the same style, no change from forty years ago."

"Oh, you still have this connection, but you said it's impossible that he hasn't changed much in more than forty years, right? No matter how well-maintained he is, he will age a bit."

Ding Ning thought it was Butler Zhang who had a soft spot for idols, so he flattered him so much, and teased with a smile.

"No, no, I'm absolutely not wrong. He was like this more than forty years ago and hasn't changed at all."

Butler Zhang was stunned for a moment, then said with certainty, and then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes: "Master, if you don't tell me, I haven't remembered it yet. This is really strange. I dare to use my reputation to guarantee that I will never remember it wrong.

, he looked exactly like he did now more than forty years ago, without any change, otherwise I wouldn’t have recognized him at once last night.”

Ding Ning's expression changed with horror. If it was true as Butler Zhang said, Holman would have been in his sixties or seventies more than forty years ago. More than forty years later, wouldn't he be at least a hundred years old now?

But Butler Zhang's next words shocked him even more, and he realized that he might have underestimated Holman's true strength: "I remember that Butler Zhang is more than ten years older than the current Queen of England."

Ding Ning had noticed before that Holman had extraordinary skills, and even he couldn't see through his strength. He was probably a master-level expert, but it was normal for the British royal family to have a master. He didn't take it to heart, but now he thought about it.
Chapter completed!