Because of his reconstructed body, Jiang Ping An did indeed look like a teenager now.
He explained to the man before him, "I'm not a teenager. I only look like one."
Hearing this explanation, the man's eyes grew even more disdainful, as though he were looking at a pervert.
In his eyes, Jiang Ping An was some old freak who liked turning himself into a teenager.
"Old Tang, what are you talking about?"
The woman in beast hide standing ahead of the man turned back and asked.
Tang Xiao stroked the beard on his face with one hand while secretly groping the beast-hide woman's backside with the other. He grinned foolishly and said, "It's nothing. I ran into a pervert who likes pretending to be young."
The beast-hide woman's face darkened. She raised her fist and punched Tang Xiao squarely in the face.
With a bang, blood gushed from Tang Xiao's nose.
Still not satisfied, the beast-hide woman drove her knee into Tang Xiao's stomach.
"There's no one more perverted than you in this world!"
Tang Xiao clutched his nose and stomach, his face twisted in pain. "What's wrong with touching my own wife?"
The beast-hide woman shot Tang Xiao a glare. "Someone sincerely asked a question, so answer properly. If you don't want to answer, keep your mouth shut. Why insult him? You have no filter—watch out, or you'll set yourself on fire."
She lowered her head to look at Jiang Ping An, her face full of apology. "My apologies, Fellow Daoist. My husband has no filter. I hope you can forgive him."
Jiang Ping An shook his head, not taking it to heart.
The beast-hide woman kicked Tang Xiao ahead, then came before Jiang Ping An.
"Fellow Daoist, if you don't know about the Star Brilliance Small World,