After a moment, Cen Zijin gently nodded.
"Yes, indeed..."
"Indeed what?" Chu Ning couldn't help but look at the other person with a bit of surprise.
He was currently facing people with his true appearance and had not used any illusion technique.
Could it be that Cen Zijin could discern something from his face?
"Indeed thick-skinned."
Cen Zijin let out a playful chuckle, her eyes full of mischief.
Hearing this, Chu Ning also smiled slightly and then suddenly said to Cen Zijin:
"Wait a minute!"
Saying this, Chu Ning, just like Cen Zijin had done earlier, leaned in closer to the other, scrutinizing carefully.
Seeing this, Cen Zijin's fair complexion flushed a little.
"What's wrong with my face?"
Chu Ning didn't answer directly but also examined for a long while before saying:
"Indeed..."
Upon hearing Chu Ning mimic her earlier words, Cen Zijin gave him a light, disdainful glance.
"Go on!"
