Zhang Shuhui saw Chen Meiyu out. Just before she left, Chen Meiyu asked her:
"What have you been staring at me for?
Ever since I arrived, you've made me wait outside the courtyard while you hid behind the window watching me. You kept watching me just now while I was talking to Jiang You, too. Is there something on my face?"
Zhang Shuhui realized that her supposedly subtle gaze had been noticed and felt a little embarrassed.
She adjusted the glasses on the bridge of her nose and asked awkwardly,
"Are you really Chen Meiyu? When the Cult Master said you were different from before, I thought at most your figure had changed. I didn't expect you to have become a completely different person.
Was the person you were before really you, or is the current you the real you?"
After all, one of them had been burly, while the other was extremely slender. Whether in appearance or build, they were as different as heaven and earth. And now someone was telling her that the two were actually the same person!
Who could understand how badly her fragile worldview had been shaken?
If Chen Meiyu could change her appearance at will, could she also become...
At that thought, Zhang Shuhui's voice trembled with excitement.
Chen Meiyu said, "I..."
"Forget it, that's not important!" Zhang Shuhui waved her hand. Behind the thick lenses of her glasses, her eyes shone like those of a weasel in the dark.
"I remember you used to be tall and burly, like a legendary mountain king! But now, you look delicate and pretty, like Lin Daiyu.
I wanted to ask how you did it."
She pointed at the freckles on her own face. "Do you have some secret method for changing your appearance? Can you help