"Saintess Iguchi Tama, I think you've really mistaken the person."
Seeing this, Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat, and then he shook his head.
Earlier, he had slightly altered the features on his face, and since the effect hadn't worn off yet, he definitely wouldn't reveal any flaws.
The only suspicious thing was perhaps his sudden appearance at the end of this dungeon?
"While doing some small business in the Imperial Capital, I did hear about someone named Lin Fan, who is quite an outstanding young talent. What gives me, Li Shan, the right to impersonate him?"
Lin Fan remained calm, speaking quite frankly.
He completely ignored the peculiar and constipated look on Lin Aochang's face inside the prison.
"Hehe, no matter how glib you are, you can't explain why you came here."
Iguchi Tama slightly curled her red lips, exchanging a glance with Su Mengqing.
Both wore a mischievous expression that said, "Let's see how much further you'll act."
