But thinking about it, although the analogy is not quite appropriate, the underlying principle is correct.
Even among friends, one shouldn't hide behind the scenes and make anonymous sacrifices.
Previously, Nanxun had kept his face and voice hidden and refused to show himself, probably because Xiaojin had seen him in the Diesha.
Now that Qu Jin is gone, there's no need for him to continue flaunting that tattered mask.
However, Ji Mofan was somewhat surprised by his face.
Back in the cellar, although most of my skin and flesh had been damaged by the medicine, either swollen up or cut off, I was still alive.
However, his bones were not greatly affected, and his general appearance can be deduced from the shape of his skull.
Ji Mofan learned this skill from a coroner in the mortal realm during a case investigation. He could make a vague judgment with just his eyes, without using spiritual power.
But the appearance of Nanxun before him was completely different from the appearance he had deduced from her bones.
Nanxun and the current nominal ruler of Hewang Kingdom are full brothers, born of the same mother, and the appearance deduced by Ji Mofan is also eight-tenths similar to him. But with Nanxun's current face, finding even three-tenths similarity from the edges would be considered a lot.
"Do you find it strange that I don't use my old appearance?" Nan Xun took a few steps forward and moved closer to Ji Mofan.
Ji Mofan raised his hand and pressed the hilt of his sword against his chest, pushing him back slightly. "Too close. I can hear you."
"Why?"
Nan Xun pouted and stepped back, "Because I felt that I wasn't good-looking before, and now that I have the chance to grow a new face, of course I want it to grow in the direction I like."
Ji Mo Fan was speechless at his reason.
It makes sense, but it sounds a bit irrational.
That's like Fang Xian's style of doing things.
...Sigh, I've been watching Fang Xian jumping around in front of me for too long today, otherwise why would I keep thinking about him?
This is not good; it can easily pollute your mind.
Actually, Ji Mofan wasn't stupid; he could tell that Nan Xun was making excuses.
Something must have happened in the Kingdom of Hewang to have allowed a prince like him, who was heavily guarded, to fall into such a state.
It's highly likely that this is related to his brother, who shares the same bloodline, since he was the biggest beneficiary.
So it's not surprising that Nanxun would dislike her former appearance.
Nanxun didn't say anything, and Jimo Fan didn't press the matter. He simply said that if he thought that looked good, then so be it.
Anyway, he does look much better than his younger brother with his small eyes and bulbous nose.
"So why did you follow me all day?" Ji Mofan asked. "Li Jinchu and Fang Xuan must have noticed your presence, but because you didn't seem to have any ill intentions, no one said anything."
To be honest, Ji Mofan didn't initially intend to speak up.
If he doesn't find out the truth soon, this unidentified person might follow him into his home.
“It’s nothing serious, it’s just…” Nanxun sighed helplessly, “I will be ascending the throne as the new emperor of Crane Hope Kingdom tomorrow.”
Ji Mofan's eyebrows twitched slightly. "That's good news, congratulations."
Nanxun's younger brother abandoned the city with his wife before the disaster struck, disregarding the people of the entire country. Regardless of whether he survived the catastrophe, the people could no longer recognize him as their emperor.
It's not surprising that Nanxun will ascend the throne, after all, he was the rightful heir apparent.
Ji Mofan was only slightly surprised; he had thought this person would be interested in cultivating immortality.
After all, when they met five or six years ago, Nan Xun was a cripple who was about to die from being soaked in medicinal liquid.
As a result, not only did he embark on the path of cultivation in such a short time, but he was even able to stand out in the Dao Asking Conference.
If he were to become a position like the Imperial Preceptor instead of the Emperor, he would have the opportunity to further advance his spiritual cultivation in the future.
But the emperor was extremely busy with his affairs, so once he took over, he could only dedicate all his energy to the people.
"Don't you understand why I did this?" Nan Xun tilted her head.
Ji Mofan nodded. "After all, you even dropped the surname 'Hewang' when you introduced yourself."
“You’re right, but the reason I don’t use my real name and appearance is so that I can quickly extricate myself after everything is over.” Nan Xun stroked her chin and smiled at Ji Mo Fan.
Ji Mofan tilted his head. "What do you mean by 'after everything is over'?"
Nan Xun coughed lightly, "Well... the reason I joined Diesha in the first place was to use Diesha's power to regain power and seize the initiative."
"Regardless of the process, my original goal was to force my brother to abdicate. Now that he has indeed disappeared, and I have done what I wanted to do, there is naturally no point in staying in the cultivation world any longer."
...Yeah, right.
Just like Nan Xun secretly cut off the first half of his surname when introducing himself, his statement this time was also cut off at the beginning and end.
After being rescued from the dark and hopeless dungeon by Ji Mofan and returning to the Kingdom of Hewang, he never had a single day that felt like he was living a life worse than death.
If it weren't for the occasional visits from the hermits responsible for follow-up visits, he probably wouldn't have received proper treatment at all.
The boy who had escaped from the dungeon with him never came to see him again, but Nanxun learned from the visitors dressed in cloud-blue robes that they were all from the Yuncang Sword Sect in the cultivation world.
To save his life, he had to embark on the path of cultivation. Moreover, the usual step-by-step cultivation method of ordinary cultivators wouldn't work; he had to constantly consume all sorts of rare and precious herbs and force growth to gain a sliver of hope.
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