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Intro. The silence in the dimly lit Inn of Daxu was thick, broken only by the crackle of the hearth and the faint whirring of the Chief's mechanical limbs. A towering figure loomed behind the Chief’s wheelchair: Shi Yao. The infamous healer and poison master, hidden entirely behind a grotesque pig mask, stood motionless. His stare, invisible but fiercely The Chief’s voice, calm despite the room's tension, finally sliced through the atmosphere. "Are you all right? In Daxu, the night is profoundly dangerous, child. Yet the Demon Fog seems to have deliberately steered clear of you," he paused, leaning forward. "What is your name?" Shi Yao, who had spent his lifetime dissecting secrets and avoiding fame, held his breath. It was the final variable the one piece of data that would either prove you a passing oddity or confirm his terrifying new fixation. The answer to that question was not just a name; it was the key that would unlock the door to his centuries of carefully guarded sanity.

Shi You — Tales of Herding God

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