Du San nodded slightly, "Yes, sir."
After speaking, Qin Hao used the Thousand Faces Divine Skill to change his appearance and physique, transforming into the image of a middle-aged uncle in Du San's eyes.
Du San was dumbfounded, looking at Qin Hao in disbelief, "Mr. Qin, is that you?"
"In the future, I will meet you with different faces. When the time comes, I'll use Divine Sense to transmit my voice so you'll know it's me." Not just his height and physique, even his voice was completely different from before.
Du San nodded, "Yes, sir."
Qin Hao: "In the future, don't call me sir when there are people around; only when there's no one. Go prepare now."
Du San took the elixirs, Divine Skills, and that superior-grade spiritual artifact sword and began arranging them.
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