"Bai Xiangdong!"
My cousin was the first to recognize the person, exclaiming in surprise.
"Did you mistake him for someone else?"
Han Yu was somewhat shocked, unable to associate the tearful, foul-smelling, and disheveled individual in front of him with the always elegantly dressed nobleman, Bai Xiangdong.
"Nonsense, even if this guy turns to ash, I'd recognize him... by that fan of his."
My cousin pointed at the shabby figure's waist where a fan hung, speaking with a touch of sarcasm.
His way of recognizing people was truly unique, giving everyone a sense of revelation like a knife cutting through the confusion.
"Are you really Bai Xiangdong?"
Han Yu looked at him incredulously.
Bai Xiangdong nodded while sobbing, never imagining a day when he wouldn't be recognized.
Han Yu scrutinized him from head to toe, puzzling over how a perfectly fine person could end up looking like this. You Li? Impossible, at most he had a kidney removed, but that wouldn't explain this state.
