(Extra chapter thanks to .Pigeon Slacking Off. for the tip)
The Silent One's head was now covered in disheveled long hair, which nearly obscured his face.
He wore a pure black hooded robe embroidered with unknown runes, every inch of his skin concealed.
When he sensed Li Qinwu entering, he voluntarily stopped the spell he had been casting and looked at Li Qinwu with meaningful eyes.
"Long time no see, Count. It's been ten years, and you still look so young."
Li Qinwu saw quite a few traces of time on the man's face. He had gone from being in his twenties or thirties when they first met to a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.
Li Qinwu looked him up and down and said:
"After not seeing each other for ten years, do you know how I'd describe you?"
The Silent One asked, "How?"
"Dark Jiahao!"
Li Qinwu pointed at his hair.
"Why the hell did you grow your hair so long? It's covering your eyes. One look and anyone can tell you're gloomy as hell!"
Then he pointed at the messy bones and spellcasting materials scattered around the room.
"Can't you clean up these little odds and ends? Can't you put away the bones or something? Are you some kind of evil wizard?"
He pointed at the ceiling.
"Doesn't your room have a light bulb? Why don't you turn it on? You've made this place so dark it looks like you're hiding some shady secret."
Then Li Qinwu spread his hands.
"Come on, we're symbols of justice and friendship, representatives of peace and kindness. If I had to choose a signature color, I'd pick pink!"
"Could you stop making yourself look like some damp, creepy villain? When the MVP results come up, we're all sunny, righteous young