Fang Yu didn't think too much about it; the grievances among Zhuo Xueer's team members had nothing to do with him.
As a newcomer with no faction, he just needed to quietly get his work done.
It was not until someone tried to woo him that he would need to consider these matters.
Feeling the substance on his face drying, Fang Yu looked at Suo Fengxiang.
But to his confusion, Suo Fengxiang seemed to purposefully avoid making eye contact and instead turned her gaze towards Liu Ningran.
What's that about?
Tatatata.
Liu Ningran suddenly walked towards him.
"See for yourself."
It was a small bronze hand mirror.
Fang Yu took a look and realized his face was now full of bulging muscles, completely different from his youthful appearance before.
The muscles on his face were patches added on with disguise techniques, so when his face moved, it felt subtly off.
However, if he were to just casually walk on the street, without anyone scrutinizing, it would be impossible to tell.
