Xipi Daoist Child had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, his head drooping in dejection, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice and instinctively looked up.
The Daoist before him wore a presentable Daoist robe, neat and clean. The fly whisk in his hand was clearly no ordinary object; it ought to be a Law Artifact.
Then his gaze shifted to the man's face. This person?
"Fellow Daoist Jiang?!"
His voice rang with surprise as he looked at Jiang Yan, whose whole bearing exuded an unassuming composure.
Then he looked back at the jumble of odds and ends on his own stall.
"It has been so long, yet here I am making a spectacle of myself before you."
Jiang Yan shook his head, paying none of it any mind. He crouched down to meet Xipi Daoist Child's eyes.
"What happened to you, fellow Daoist? Where is Fellow Daoist Gu-Eating now?"
Xipi Daoist Child had still been somewhat embarrassed, but when he heard Jiang Yan mention Gu-Eating and saw how presentable he looked now-
He actually rose to his feet, then dropped to his knees before Jiang Yan with a thud.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please lend us a hand and save Gu-Eating! If you can save him, whatever you need, I will agree to it!"
Jiang Yan frowned and reached out to pull Daoist Xipi up.
"Fellow Daoist Skin Player, there is no need for such a grand gesture. What happened to Fellow Daoist Gu-Eating?"
Skin Player did not insist on kneeling and let Jiang Yan pull him to his feet.
"It cannot be explained in a sentence or two. If you are willing, could we go somewhere else?"
Jiang Yan glanced at the many Daoist children at the surrounding stalls and agreed.
For one thing, he was curious about what