Compared to the other side of his face, it was as if an angel and a devil were merged; it was indeed a sight that elicited pity, heartache, and lamentation...
However, he seemed to have already grown accustomed, completely ignoring the other side of his face as he picked up a duckbill cap and put it on, along with a mask, as if he were a harmless youth.
He deliberately placed the Ghost Mask next to Wen Yiqing and then casually walked out with his hands in his pockets.
He was also extremely careful to avoid the search, but still, just as he was about to turn to the door, he was stopped.
"Stop, who are you?" The bodyguard conducting a search along with the police on guard at the door walked over and caught him without a second word.
"I, I was just trying on clothes in the dressing room, and when I came out I found that everyone was gone; I've been waiting until now. May I ask what happened?" The young man stuttered his explanation.
