"Leng Shuang, the stuff inside for you is... a mask."
She looked at her and said matter of factly: "Your appearance is too outstanding and you're a woman. At your current strength, it's hard to protect yourself without strength. Just put this on. When you put on this mask, you'll be inconspicuous when you walk into the crowd. Come, I'll teach you how to use it."
"Thank you, Mistress." Leng Shuang took it. Under Feng Jiu's guidance, she put the mask on her face.
After putting on the mask, she touched her face and a glint flashed by her eyes. This mask was like her own face and she didn't feel like wearing a mask. She had no idea what it's like to wear a mask.
While she was lost in thought, Leng Hua took out a mirror from the space and handed it over to her. "Sister, take a look. The mask made by Mistress is so good that I don't even recognize you."
