Wasn't that a pile of flattery?
Tang Jingming's fondness for Senior Sister had reached an unprecedented level.
But now, seeing her face, Tang Jingming felt as if his original liking and admiration for her had been betrayed.
He had always wondered what lay beneath the mask of Senior Sister.
A face scorched by fire would certainly be ghastly ugly.
So, even though Tang Jingming was curious, he had never actually wanted to see it.
Who would have thought that beneath that calm and composed mask was... such a face.
Bao Gui's mocking voice arrived immediately afterward, "Now that you see it, not only does the style of performance resemble Tang Wu, but even the face is just like Tang Wu's..."
"Shut up!" Tang Jingming, rarely this angry, directly kicked Bao Gui.
Bao Gui, seeing that he was truly angry, dropped his teasing demeanor and then turned his gaze to Shi Lingyan.
Even Tang Jingming could see it; Shi Lingyan must have noticed something.
