"Xie Lian?" It was an odd name, definitely not Greek, but Zagreus couldn't help but feel that it reminded him of the name Guan Yu that Varatha had revealed to him. Probably just a coincidence. "You don't have to call me young master - my best mate Orpheus already does that too much. Just Zagreus is alright with me."

Zagreus wasn't sure what exactly he was expecting from a scrap collector for his shrine to look like, but this certainly wasn't it. He let out a small cough to stifle and surprise or comments, simply handing off the sack. Well, at least this Prince of Xianle had one follower, and one shrine. It was more than Zagreus had, or probably ever would have.

He curiously approached the portrait of the Prince, and squinted his eyes, looking between it and the man before him. The resemblance was probably also coincidence - perhaps people just dressed that way regularly in his world. Or perhaps he styled himself after the god as a devout follower.

"... I've never heard of a mortal becoming a god, you know. Half-mortals with one parent as a god, sure, but even the mortals most smiled upon by the gods were never granted immortality. This Prince of Xianle must have been exceptional."