"Hello, Master Tang." Xu Leisong quickly stepped forward to shake Tang Qing's hand as soon as he saw him.
Tang Qing was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, his long hair draped over his shoulders. He looked somewhat ethereal and a bit eccentric.
"Masters are all like this." Liu Xianglei noticed the doubt in Xu Leisong's eyes, nudged him with his elbow, suggesting he shouldn't overthink it.
Xu Leisong suppressed his doubts, thinking, is that so? Clearly, Yun Qi was clean and bright without affecting his profound Taoist skills.
Tang Qing glanced at him, "The lonely lamp flickers, a solitary boat on the waves, your fortune is not favorable, your life is in danger. Your facial features are quite regular, but there's a red glow on your forehead, intense with evil Qi, indicating you're entangled with something sinister. Let me resolve it for you."
Xu Leisong listened and found it similar to what Little Master Yun Qi had said, instantly gaining more trust in Tang Qing.
