Jun Wu Xie stared at the mirth hidden deep within Jun Wu Yao's eyes and sighed slightly exasperated. She then took a slight step back and crossed her arms before her chest as she stared unruffled at Jun Wu Yao feigning docility.
"Then….."
"Take off your robe first."
Jun Wu Yao was immediately stunned in his spot.
After working on it for a while, Jun Wu Yao's handsome face was transformed under Jun Wu Xie's experienced hands to turn into a cultured and refined face, suddenly stripped of some of that blinding handsomeness, and looking a little bookish instead. He then changed into a light blue robe that Jun Wu Xie threw at him with a folding fan hanging from his hip. At one glance, he looked completely like a scholarly and gentle intellectual.
From being an almighty and powerful demon lord to become a frail and modest scholar, that transformation completely caused the little black cat watching on the side to feel its skin crawl in horror.
