Li Pan woke up in the darkness, turned his head, and looked around, finding himself lying in a prison cell that felt all too familiar.
Uh, is this the scenario of releasing Li Qingyun from imprisonment...
"Hey, newcomer."
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang out.
"I'm talking to you, Crest Head. Are you a person from the mountains? Or from the palace?"
"Mountains or palace... Huh? Crest?"
Li Pan suddenly realized, touched his hair, and then his face, finding that the handkerchief covering his head had disappeared.
But thankfully, his face was still there.
The face of a Broomhead.
Then he looked down and found that his formal suit was also gone, now wearing the work clothes of a garbage station laborer.
Well... no longer the superhero general manager who could take on the world in seconds, just an ordinary mortal body, with cultivation aptitude extremely ordinary, completely reminiscent of that night hanging helplessly from a mixer...
