"You recognize the wrong person...... Never mind. ”

The corners of Mahan's mouth twitched, and then he gave up covering up and directly admitted his true identity.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, and it's great to see that you're all full of youthful energy, healthy and happy. ”

Like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, he opened his arms and sent a warm greeting.

Oh, actually, he's an old friend.

This friendship began nearly four years ago, when Lormin fled to the Duchy, met Granty, and joined her on a mission that included intrigue, where he fought alongside Gando and Hendrik, forming a friendship that bordered on life and death.

Although Luo Ming later discovered that Gandu was actually a clone of the archmage Gandhi, the relationship did not change much.

When it doesn't involve the exchange of interests, they are good friends and can talk and laugh freely.

"It's been a long time, it's good that the old bones are still strong. Grant smiled and said, "When you're completely well, how about we do it again?"

Although it is a joke, the joke itself also has a good wish that Gando can heal his injuries.

"I'm happy to see you.

But man, I feel like your face, and even your whole body, have changed?"

Lockin pushed a wine glass across the table and asked Gandu.

"This is not a disguise, but a kind of body remodeling, of course, in the process of this remodeling, I have also adjusted my body shape and appearance - I have done a good job, and now no one except you will think that I am not my second disciple Mahan.

In fact, Mahan is a real person, really my disciple, but at the moment he is busy in a place where no one will find out about it, and I take his place.

Call...... What kind of wine is this? Let me taste it!"

As he spoke, Gandu raised his glass, drank half of it in one gulp without hesitation, and then uttered a cheerful voice: "Now I am as healthy as I am forty years old! No, this body is completely in the state of forty years old! Thank you, gods!"

Forty years old? Luo Ming was surprised for a moment, but didn't say anything—in any case, a forty-year-old was definitely much better than a two-hundred-year-old, not to mention that he had been seriously injured for many years, and he needed to put a potion down his throat for a few minutes.

The doppelganger and the ontology are one, and perception can also be shared. At this moment, the clone sent by the old man has finally arrived at its destination, and it is no longer necessary to be vigilant, and it can relax. Feeling the taste of wine in his throat for a long time, and soothing the resentment of his body's decay for many years, his mood gradually became cheerful.

After a few seconds, he put down his glass with a little reluctance, and continued, "Alright, let's get down to business."

I'm going to explore the neighborhood a little more, and I'd like to see your power - of course, I've been happy with what I've seen along the way, and it's just a little more insurance for now.

If nothing else, then in a week's time, I'll need your help. ”

"As a friend, of course I'll help you. But I hope you'll help me too.

Or, to put it another way, let's make a mutually beneficial deal, and I guess you're not in a hurry for this time, right? Let's have a drink and talk about it. ”

Luo Ming pointed to the shelf next to him, where there were several bottles of different kinds of drinks and several ingredients.

As a friend, of course, he wants to provide a sumptuous reception for visiting old friends, and as a collaborator, he also hopes that the other party can be in a good mood and facilitate mutual benefit.