Although train development is important,
people need to rest sometimes; we are not made of iron, after all.
It's just that...
he kept a low profile as much as possible, but every passerby still cast their eyes on him. He couldn't help but pick up a mirror to look at his face. Could it be that his human-skin mask had fallen off?
"Why do you think everyone looks at me when they pass by?"
"I don't know."
Ji Chuchu, holding Chen Mang's left arm, also licking an ice cream, blinked and shook her head.
And Yan Yao, holding Chen Mang's right arm and fanning a bit of cool air for the group, also shook her head with a smile, saying, "I'm not sure either, Master Mang."
A group of fairies behind them chirped like larks, chatting continuously, and occasionally one of them would use a fork to feed Master Mang a piece of fruit.
"Hmm."
After seriously pondering for a while, Chen Mang nodded in agreement, "It must be that my charisma is too outstanding to resist."
