The next day, Pan Long spotted Gu Wen on the street again.
This master of the Mohist Heavenly Mechanism Lineage, a Great Grandmaster who had achieved Unity of Heaven and Man, wore shabby clothes and pushed an old wheelbarrow into South Xia City. He unfolded the wheelbarrow into a stall and began selling dolls to passersby.
His hands were practiced. Every doll he made was adorably plump and full of character, and he could make them on the spot to a customer's specifications. Before long, several customers had gathered around to wait for their dolls.
Pan Long glanced over from a distance, amused.
If nothing else, this senior had definitely cut corners when making those dolls.
Given who he was, any doll he made in earnest would be so ingenious it could steal the work of heaven, so lifelike it might pass for a living person with a little dressing up.
The Heavenly Secret Lineage excelled at making mechanisms, and puppet dolls naturally fell within its expertise.
As a successor of the Tianji Lineage, Gu Wen might be poor at other things, but making dolls had to be second nature to him.
But if he put his heart into them, never mind what such dolls would be worth. The mere news that a master dollmaker had appeared in South Xia City would draw attention from all sides.
Great Xia's constables and Wind Patrol Envoys were hardly blind. If an extraordinary talent appeared, they would certainly investigate.
That would run directly counter to Gu Wen's plan. Selling dolls was only a cover; he had no intention of becoming a famous craftsman.
After that brief glance, Pan Long turned and left without lingering.
Senior Gu Wen wanted to conceal his identity, so Pan Long could not pay him too much attention. If