Fu Yunhe extended two fingers and lightly touched Nian Shutong's palm, quickly picking up a pill from her hand.
"Do you need water to take this?"
"Up to you," Nian Shutong replied, holding the pill in her palm and bringing it to her lips. After swallowing the pill, Nian Shutong grabbed Fu Yunhe and walked to a secluded area where she cast a sleight of hand.
At that moment, their skin began to change, turning a dull yellow and darkening, even becoming pitted in places.
"Should we do something about the clothes too?"
Fu Yunhe pointed at their garments, which were far too clean and neat compared to Wang Fu's family.
"Do you want to tear them, or should I?" Nian Shutong's eyebrows arched as she asked Fu Yunhe.
Fu Yunhe spread his arms dramatically and said, "I can't tear them."
"Right."
"Katz—"
"Katz—"
