After briefly sizing each other up, Mumu's gaze finally settled on the murky black shadow swirling around Qin Feng. Her voice was as cold as a thin sheet of ice:
"Tingfeng, you have character blur enabled. We can't see what you really look like."
Qin Feng rubbed his nose awkwardly, his tone tinged with an embarrassed laugh.
"Huh?"
"This thing?"
"Sorry about that!"
"My looks aren't great. I'm just a fat, geeky shut-in. I look way too pathetic compared to a handsome older guy like MC, so I figured I'd hide my face to avoid offending everyone's eyes..."
Hearing this, Mumu didn't press the issue, just nodding lightly.
"Oh."
"Fine."
"Then you can go ahead and fight with your troops."
"We'll follow behind you. When you get to a point where you can't handle it, we'll step in to help."
Qin Feng asked, a little confused,
"Aren't you going to join the fight directly?"
