Bab 172: Sneak into the Night with the Wind

"..."

Awkward. Very awkward.

Li Daoyu would not for the life of him think of such a twist. How could he? After all, makeup was the most magical one among the so-called "four great witchcrafts¹" in that it brought vitality to the dead and added flesh to the bare bones—the possibilities were limitless. Being a city slicker always on trend, Xiaojin was a master of the skill.

As the saying went: Hail Boss Jin the experienced traveller; she might not have the curve, but she had a lot of social connections! Yabsolutely!

"Master, what's wrong?"

Right now, our girl stuck out her spotless little face, still playing her part of a harmless spoiled child, only that the earnesty on her face was purely asking for trouble.

Li Daoyu straightened up his face immediately, utterly displeased.