A gentle smile graced Xuan Jian's lips as he glanced at Xu Hu Zhe. It wasn't clear what he was thinking as he assessed the maskless man.
The two met each other's gaze for a few seconds which felt like a lifetime. A lifetime that caused Xu Hu Zhe's cheeks to flush under the intensity of the scrutiny—especially after the mention of the mask.
As Xuan Jian moved his gaze from Xu Hu Zhe to Bai Mo, Xu Hu Zhe was still stuck in a state of embarrassment. The mask Xu Zeng was now wearing was a token commissioned by Xu Feng, everything was too bare.
Xu Hu Zhe couldn't help but wonder if Xuan Jian would misinterpret the situation. He hoped not, but deep down, he couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth behind the assumption.
But then again, 'the Nile' was a river somewhere…
*denial*
