"You... you are Izanami?" Lan Jing Er couldn't help but stutter.
'No. It can't possibly be her. Yan Qing Shan, I've been told, was a pampered, spoiled, reclusive lady. The eldest miss of a giant corporation. Where in the world did she get the nonsense she was spouting? Could she have possibly heard about it somewhere? However, ordinary people could not possibly know about the infamous Izanami. But... but this presence is undoubtedly from someone who thrives in the Underworld.' He argued in his head. Lan Jing Er spent a lot of time in the Underworld. He almost grew up in it. Not that he had a choice. Their business required interactions between the opposite worlds. Hence, he at least knew how to distinguish people from the civil aspect of society from the dark side of it.
Lan Jing Er tried to act composed lest he embarrassed himself. Being fed dog food was fine, but if it was his dignity on the line that would be a different story.
