"You want me to play a role? In this place?" Bai Xian had just been pulled into the Deep World, his mind still muddled and not yet caught up.
"Someone wants to expose my existence and put me in a death trap in reality, so I need you to impersonate me."
"Impersonate you?" Bai Xian was stunned again, it was likely the biggest challenge of his career. The role of Han Fei was not something just anyone could handle; it required a perfect blend of madness and absolute rationality, most crucially, the aura he had cultivated through life and death struggles was not something others could imitate.
"There is no script, no set lines, everything might require you to improvise." Han Fei simply jotted down some of his own understandings and habits for Bai Xian to "ponder the character's inner thoughts," while he took the opportunity to leave the room.
