Very abstract.
Since Zhou Li had met the vice president of "My Beautiful as Painting Zombie Support Group," Lady Joan of Arc, he had developed a significant bias against this peculiar support group. After all, it was his first meeting with the vice president, and he couldn't recognize Zhuge Qing in person.
But now, things had changed.
His prejudice had deepened.
"You can't recognize Zhuge Qing, the vice president, nor can you recognize your beloved Daoist Priest; what's the point of this group's existence, may I ask?"
"I also met Daoist Zhuge for the first time~"
Walking ahead on the Ghost Path, Little Deer lowered her head and timidly said, "Previously, our support group communicated through writing letters and using homing pigeons. Only a few have seen Daoist Zhuge in person; the rest of us could only imagine what he looked like through texts."
"So, what does your imagined Daoist look like?"
Zhou Li curiously asked.
"Um..."