Without Pei Yan saying a word, his awkward expression already betrayed him. Zhao Yuanhu shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's really disgusting, isn't it!"
Another difficult question to answer, caught in a dilemma, a flash of insight came to Pei Yan's mind as he suddenly realized, "So that's why you often wear Hanfu?"
"Sort of! That's partly the reason, but mainly it's because I love it!" Zhao Yuanhu didn't expect Pei Yan would think of this, was momentarily stunned, nodded, and answered with a smile. Indeed, beyond the inner love for Hanfu, it's mainly because its wide sleeves can perfectly cover the arms he himself finds so disgusting when stretching his abilities.
Recalling the first time he awakened to the third stage, his joyful mood was completely wiped out by the transformation of his skin. For this, he secretly cried many times; how could a girl obtain such a power? Since then, she has never used her abilities in front of others unless absolutely necessary.
