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... something was wrong just now.
The face in the mirror now looked a bit gaunt, appearing slightly older than his actual age.
Fu Qian touched his own face and felt as if a layer of something covered it; it wasn’t real skin.
It must be some special kind of mask, but it fit so well that he couldn’t find the seam anywhere— he didn’t even know how he’d put it on.
So, this time, was he acting under the identity of Fu Qian, wearing the mask of Fang Xun, and had forged Din ...
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