The person dressed as a scholar opposite them is naturally Daoist Master Wen Shi.
Wen Shi smiled and said, "You don't understand, do you? For us scholars, the most important thing is our face."
"Otherwise, why are there so many legends of scholars living off their looks in ancient times?"
As soon as Wen Shi finished speaking, the three people around him laughed heartily.
An elder with a dark complexion couldn't help but touch his face and said, "Actually, when I was young, I was also a scholar, and many people admired me back then."
"Oh, give it a rest. Back in the Hundred Divisions days..." Celestial Commander pointed at the dark-faced elder and started laughing, but his words abruptly stopped halfway.
It was as if "Hundred Divisions" was a taboo term.
Suddenly, the once cheerful scene turned slightly awkward.
"What? You weren't happy during the Hundred Divisions days?"
A sudden cold voice rang out.
