A mouthful of Lin Bingxuan's drink landed squarely on the glasses of the man with spectacles.
The man with spectacles erupted at once, but was held back by the man dressed as a Daoist lying on the ground.
Only then did Xiao Tian notice the man in front of him—dressed in Daoist robes, potbellied, with an ugly face yet brimming with swagger.
"Hello!" The man with spectacles forced a smile and said to Lin Bingxuan, "I am Shen Cai, the director of the Daoist Association."
Xiao Tian smiled at Lin Bingxuan, "Look at this man with so many identities! First he admits to being a 'pigman', and just now he was a dog."
Lin Bingxuan snorted with laughter, and the Daoists were all in awe of her.
"Why does this bastard keep jumping out to prove his existence?" Shen Cai stood his ground and pointed at Xiao Tian, cursing.
