They plummeted downwards. Under Lu Sangjiu's confused gaze, he suddenly touched his forehead with two fingers.
A glimmer of spiritual light flashed from between his brows. A nearly transparent, soft mask peeled off his face, and he caught it in his palm.
The moment the mask came off, Lu Sangjiu stared at the completely different face and, her expression one of utter shock, blurted out, "…It's you?!"
Despite their perilous situation, he seemed completely unruffled. Hearing Lu Sangjiu's words, he simply gave her a faint smile.
"Mr. Lu has finally recognized me. It's been some time. I trust you've been well."
With the mask off, his voice changed as well. Before, it had sounded vaguely familiar, but now Lu Sangjiu recognized it instantly.
A second wave of surprise washed over her face. "…Xie Ningyuan!"
This face was not the same as the Xie Ningyuan she had last seen. Since he had already removed the mask, she figured this must be his true appearance.
