Xie Yunlan

The smile on Xie Yunlan's face faded slightly. More baffling words like this again. Over the past few days, this person had been following him like a shadow—nagging him about his drinking, reining in his indolence, and constantly spouting strange things. Though his memory was a complete blank, his chest tightened inexplicably, churning with an indescribable surge of guilt and panic. Suppressing that strange feeling, he waved his hand with feigned impatience: "Nonsense. I am an immortal of the Heavenly Realm, and you are merely a wandering mortal doctor. We are complete strangers—stop following me."

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