After Qiao Chu had kicked up enough of a fuss, he put Jun Wu Xie down. He continued to look at Jun Wu Xie's face whose looks had been slightly altered, and continued to show a foolish grin on his face.
"If you had not been carrying Little Black all this time, I might not have been able to recognise you."
Qiao Chu had seen the level of disguise Jun Wu Xie was capable of. She would only need to slightly change each of her facial features a little and she would immediately transform into a completely different person. Even people who were on highly familiar terms with her had almost not been able to recognize her. Fortunately, not many people would carry a little black cat around with them as they moved everywhere in this world and Little Black also sported a ring of golden fur around its neck, so Qiao Chu had been certain that he had not been mistaken.
Jun Wu Xie threw a glance his way but did not say anything, but…..
