Hei Luan laughed again, "Lu'an, this is my face, how could I take it off?"
Feng Yueya didn't believe it, "You're lying. All those people under your control outside, they all wear this mask. Are you saying it's their face too?"
"That's because they worship me, so they dress the same as I do."
"..." What a narcissist, "Do they know you exist?"
"I am their master. As long as I command, they will see me."
Hearing this, Feng Yueya felt something was off.
But she was so hungry she felt dizzy, lacking the strength to think it through.
Her body slumped uncontrollably, and Hei Luan reached out to catch her, "Lu'an, you have no other choice, we are destined to meld together."
As his voice faded, his body began to disperse, and he turned back into wisps of black smoke.
The black smoke slowly fused into her body.
"No!" Feng Yueya was horrified; she didn't want to regain her true form, no!
Sadly, her struggles were futile, Hei Luan had fully entered her body.
