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He took off his clothes and entered the half-a-man height bathtub.

Steam rose as Li Dao rubbed the blood scabs all over his body.

When Li Dao finally opened the door and went downstairs, Shangguan Yan had already ordered a table of dishes and wine, eating by herself. The young bean sprout was like a young Taotie, constantly sweeping the food on the table. Li Dao walked to the side, but neither of them felt anything.

Picking up the chopsticks, Li Dao picked up a piece of mutton and placed it in his mouth. It was only then that Shangguan Yan and Little Dou finally reacted.

”Hey, who are you? Aren't you being too rude?” She held the chopsticks in her hand and shouted at Li Dao.

Shangguan Yan also looked at him with an unfriendly gaze, as if she was about to attack in the next second.

Li Dao had a gentle smile on his face as he asked the two of them, ”Even if I've changed a lot after I took a bath, you two should still recognize this sword, right?”

”Big Brother Li, it's you!” ”So it turns out that you're so good-looking!” The little bean sprout screeched, and as if it felt that something was wrong, it immediately covered its mouth.

Shangguan Yan also felt incredulous. Previously, Li Dao was dressed sloppily and had blood all over his body. How could he be connected with this smiling man?

Well, he did look handsome. Shangguan Yan thought about it silently, then her face turned red.

”What Big Brother Li? Do I look like Big Brother?” ”We need to call him uncle.” Li Dao tapped the bean sprout with a chestnut and continued to stuff food into his mouth.

The difference between him and the current him was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Li Dao was a swordsman who had broken through to the Xiantian realm. Naturally, he had a unique temperament.

It was no wonder that Shangguan Yan and Little Dou didn't recognize him.

”You're so young, why should I call you uncle?” The little bean sprout hugged its head, feeling a little wronged as it asked Li Dao.

Young? Li Dao felt that he was an old man in his thirties. How could he be young?

However, there was no need for him to care about these things. There was no difference between calling him brother and uncle.

Shangguan Yan ate in silence for a while, then went upstairs.