The person in front of Li Huowang wore a mask so large it almost covered his entire upper body, leaving only two legs in green trousers visible underneath, which looked extremely incongruous.
"This is the Astrological Bureau's supervisor from Huo Shu. You can call him Ritual Master. Since you've come to help out, it's natural you should get to know the locals,"
Having introduced this person, Xuan Pin pointed at Li Huowang. "And this is the one I've told you about."
Li Huowang sized the man up and down, performing a Daoist courtesy with a hint of curiosity and skepticism, "Li Huowang of Qingfeng Taoist Temple pays his respects to my senior. May I ask which sect or lineage you belong to?"
Only a single word jumped out from behind the mask. "Nuoxi."
"Nuoxi? The Nuoxi ritual?" Li Huowang couldn't help but be surprised. As far as he knew, wasn't 'Da Nuoxi' referring to this world gone mad?
