Li Pan floated in midair, watching him.
The Taoist scratched his back, picked at his feet, and lay askew on the stone bed, looking up and making eye contact with Li Pan, who was shrouded in the veil for a while.
"Tsck, standing there like a Ghost... Alright, alright, it's not that I can't do it, but you have to do me a favor too."
Do a favor...
"Nonsense! This is the legendary regret medicine, you think I'll give it to you for free?"
The Taoist stood up, cradled the wooden sword in his arms, walked up to Li Pan, reached out his hand, and, like removing a mask, took off his own face and handed it to him.
"Since we have met once, you might as well wear my face and go back with me."
Li Pan looked at the Taoist through the veil, only to see a dazzling flame burning inside the Taoist's body, as if stars were radiating outwards.
Li Pan took the Taoist's face.
Who are you
