[ Xiao Xingchen frowns ever so slightly. Just as the other man says that, he can feel the features of the statue he's touching change. He quickly pulls his hands away. If there is any chance of him recognizing someone's features that way... he doesn't want to know who's face the statue would show him. ]
I am fine. [ He says curtly, wincing slightly at himself at how rude his tone of voice sounds. He, who is usually so unfailingly polite. But then, that had been the old Xiao Xingchen. Still, he tries to soften his tone as he clarifies: ] I'm a cultivator. My other senses are sharp. But... tell me, do you know what this place is?
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I am fine. [ He says curtly, wincing slightly at himself at how rude his tone of voice sounds. He, who is usually so unfailingly polite. But then, that had been the old Xiao Xingchen. Still, he tries to soften his tone as he clarifies: ] I'm a cultivator. My other senses are sharp. But... tell me, do you know what this place is?