Morgan: It's not like I wanted to, but your Master really is amazing, little sister! 1W2 (Continued)

Chen Li merely pulled a photograph from his clothes in silence, then actually took the initiative to walk toward Morgan.

Under Morgan's wary gaze, Chen Li held the photo beside her head and made an extremely rude comparison.

"Is this you in the photo?"

Chen Li looked at the Lion King in the photograph, clad in silver-white armor and radiating divine brilliance—most importantly, with an exceptionally voluptuous figure that made her look very understanding of human nature—then turned to look at the tall but relatively slender and well-proportioned girl before him, Morgan.

"Well... it's not that I don't trust you, but... your figure doesn't seem to match up?"

Chen Li's gaze drifted back and forth between the photograph and Morgan's chest, his eyes full of honest confusion.

"..."

The air froze once more.

A clear vein bulged on Morgan's forehead.

"It's me." She gritted her teeth and forced the words out through clenched teeth.

"Is it?" Chen Li still looked doubtful and even raised a hand to gesture.

"Yes! Back then... I was just fat! It was bloated! It was excess baggage!"

Morgan abruptly turned her head and shot the overly voluptuous divine Lion King in the photo a vicious glare, as though she had seen something filthy.

What an eyesore. What's so good about those two lumps of flesh? That was fat a king had no need for!

"Fine..."

Chen Li sighed, seemingly accepting that explanation.

But just as Morgan thought the topic was finally over, Chen Li suddenly extended a hand toward her.

Morgan instinctively leaned back, trying to avoid the sudden touch.

Yet for some reason, feeling the reassuring presence around the young man, her body slowed by half a beat.

The next second, a warm palm gently settled on Morgan's shoulder.

Chen Li lightly patted the