Su Ming'an almost thought he was looking in a mirror.
Xiao Jingsan's appearance was exactly the same as Su Ming'an's original face in the Main God World. Jet black hair, jet black almond-shaped eyes, relatively soft facial lines, highly appealing under the enhancement of Charm value.
However, his gaze was extremely sharp, his lips tightly pressed into a line. Even with gentle features, he appeared unapproachable.
Su Ming'an felt a sense of dissonance.
...So this is what my face could look like with such a murderous expression, like a Lv Shu filter had been applied.
He looked at his right hand, marked by a knife scar. Blood flowed from the palm, dripping into a copper bowl, with a layer of blood already accumulated.
The metallic clinking heard earlier was from a heavy iron clasp on his right wrist. This body had little strength, so his right hand rested on the edge of the copper bowl, unable to lift without help.
