Chapter 467
The Qianli Hall fell into an eerie silence. Jiao Xiuyuan stared at Li Fan with a look of disbelief, his face full of shock.
"Don't look at me like that. I originally planned to pay, but no matter how I called out to you, you didn’t respond."
Li Fan shrugged. "And by the time you woke up, before I could say anything, you had already exploded on your own. Can you really blame me?"
Jiao Xiuyuan's face twitched as he looked at Li Fan's innocent expression. After thinking for a moment, he realized that Li Fan didn’t seem like someone who would take without asking. Resigned, he pretended to be generous. "Forget it. It was just a puppet, after all. Let it blow up! I have plenty of puppets!"
"Daoist Jiao, how generous!" Li Fan clapped and praised him.
"I remember the scene in that painting depicted the Heavenly Sword Sect from ancient times. Daoist Li, could it be that you're recalling the past from seeing it?" Jiao Xiuyuan suddenly sized up Li Fan and asked with a strange look.
Li Fan looked at Jiao Xiuyuan, his thoughts racing.
After a moment, Li Fan shook his head, his tone doubtful. "Heavenly Sword Sect? You must be mistaken. Although I’ve lost part of my memory after thousands of years of slumber, I still vaguely remember the two stone tablets inscribed with 'Halt' and 'End the War' outside the Heavenly Sword Sect’s gate. The sect in this painting doesn’t quite resemble that."
Jiao Xiuyuan slapped his forehead. "Haha, look at my memory. Maybe losing a puppet messed with my recollection."