Lisa went to Feng Yun, leaving the boy alone to change his clothes. However, before going out, Lisa peeked at his bareback with worship in her eyes but was shocked to notice the big scar left on his back.
Yang Dao seemed to have grown a pair of eyes on the back of his head, he said, "Do not tell sister Yun. She will become paranoid. Go now."
Lisa flinched and ran away with a spring in her step. Yang Dao shook his head and began to put on his set of clothing. The feeling of fresh crisp clothes was so satisfying to him that a faint smile appeared on his lips. He wore a formal black suit but did not knot a tie around his neck. The jacket was also styled to stay open without looking rude or out of place.
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