Whoosh!
Before the man had finished speaking, he saw Tang Yi suddenly throw a mirror at him.
"Great... Grandmaster!"
The man looked at the mirror thrown by Tang Yi, puzzled, "What does this mean? Is this mirror a Magic treasure?"
"No!" Tang Yi shook his head.
"Then... what does the Grandmaster mean?" The man was completely confused.
"I'm telling you to look at yourself in the mirror!"
"Eh?"
Although the man was visibly baffled, he obediently looked at himself in the mirror.
"Do we resemble each other?" Tang Yi suddenly asked.
"Grandmaster!"
The man was now even more confused, looking at Tang Yi he said, "The Grandmaster's Zen riddles are profound, I don't understand!"
"Just look at your reflection and then look at me. Do the two of us look alike?" Tang Yi said, giving him a look reserved for idiots.
"Grandmaster, you jest!"
The man shook his head, "You are an Ordained One, sir, how could we possibly look alike?"