"Huh?"
Chen Lengqiang's words caused the little girl to show a strange expression on her face: "Do you know me?"
"Stop pretending," Chen Lengqiang said more coldly, "this unique talent is hard not to recognize."
"And besides you, who else would like to use someone else's face? Next time, remember to change your body too."
As his voice fell, the other three finally realized that although the little girl's body was extremely thin, her bone structure was very broad. Those distinctly jointed fingers clearly belonged to an adult man's hand!
"Hehe, I just don't like my face, not that I don't like my body."
The little girl giggled, reaching up to tear off her own face. With a chilling ripping sound, her face peeled off like fragile paper, and as the remaining flesh was uncovered, a shadowy male face slowly emerged.
