Airplane's crocodile tears stopped as he turned to look at the person intruding on his space. He blinked a couple times, tilting his head back to look from a very broad chest that couldn't quite hide its power under at least three layers of robes...up to a face that could have been carved from marble. The expression only just shy of looking cold and emotionless. A straight nose with strong cheeks and a wide brow. Light eyes and hair like liquid ebony pulled up in common cultivator's style but somehow making it look even fancier and more regal.

Not quite Airplane's ideal type but close!

And he was offering money.

Voice was deep and clear, too.

A moment afterthe man spoke, Airplane stood up properly and gave a deep bow, "Ah, daozhong, this humble servant thanks you for your generosity! Let us see if your money is luckier than mine!"

And so saying, he snatched the coins up and inserted them into the machine.