"Thirdly..."
Daoist Lord Xianhua suddenly changed the topic, "You still remember Xiantong, right? The one in the dungeon who colluded with the Luo Sect."
Li Fan immediately became alert, shaking his head repeatedly, "I don't remember, don't remember at all. Whatever Xiantong or Luo Sect you're talking about, I don't remember anything. Disciple would never dare to cut off the head of Uncle-Master Daoist Xianhua..."
Daoist Lord Xianhua rolled his eyes at him, "Who asked you to cut off his head! The sect is currently short on hands, and although this junior brother of mine is capable, he's too stubborn and keeps thinking about his sworn brother. Since you're somehow tied to the Luo Sect and are heading to Hebei anyway, it would be convenient for you to detour to Kan Country to bring back his sworn brother. Tell him to abandon that foolish hope."
Li Fan, "...Who am I looking for?"
