"Eternal Blessing Heavenly Master, what a coincidence, Hermit Wen, you're here too."
"I work here, but Taoist Qingfeng, how come you just happened to show up at the entrance of my workplace again?"
"..."
Qing Xuzi looked impossibly awkward—Wen Yan had called him by that fake name he uses to dupe people, and now here he was, at the entrance of Wen Yan's workplace again. Honestly, even he couldn't explain this away.
"I am Qing Xuzi, Hermit Wen, did you forget? I'm here chasing after that ghost this time, not for any other reason."
"What other reason?"
"..."
Qing Xuzi had never been this embarrassed before—he wanted to explain, but even if he tried, it would be impossible, especially with his track record.
Seeing how awkward Qing Xuzi was, Wen Yan immediately gave a small smile and stepped forward to greet him.
"Greetings, Daoist Master Qing Xuzi. I was just joking with you, please don't take offense.
