Kapitel 139: Gathering of Clans

The moment Yang Liqin placed on the mask, it was like she had turned into a completely new person. Not even Jiang Ming could recognize her at first glance if it wasn't for the fact that she put the mask on in front of him.

"Heaven is truly biased… how could they create something as perfect as you, aunt?" Jiang Ming teased, putting on his own mask. 

Meanwhile, Yang Liqin pinched his waist and twisted it for a bit, causing him to feel pain. 

"You better keep those flattery words to yourself. The masks might have concealed our aura and identity, but the moment you speak like that, all will be naught." She warned. As much as she loved to hear his flattery words, there was a time and place for that. 

Jiang Ming scratched his head lightly as he switched from his aloof personality to a cool one.