Looking at the unfamiliar face before her, Qi Yu paused slightly in her expression.
Noticing her hesitation, the owner of the face hooked his lips and scoffed coldly, "Just because I changed my face, you don't recognize me?"
Hearing this voice, Qi Yu was able to confirm his true identity.
In her heart, she muttered, it truly was a pervert!
Liu Wensheng glanced at her expression coldly. Seeing that she did not react with disgust or fear like others usually did, his expression softened slightly.
He released her arm and took an awkward step back.
It had been a long time since he had had such contact with anyone.
Other than when killing, he had always been reluctant to touch others.
However, the person before him seemed different; at least, he did not feel resistant or uncomfortable.
Qi Yu, unaware of his thoughts, followed him as they walked forward in the dim candlelight.
