Fang Yuanming walked into the restaurant and looked around, his face full of confusion.
He did not know Yun Xue or Yuan Wei, and Shen Bing was wearing the Human Skin Mask. Although his build looked somewhat familiar, Fang Yuanming dismissed him as soon as he saw his face.
"Did that brat pull my leg?" Fang Yuanming muttered, taking out his phone to call him.
Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen, and sure enough, it was Shen Bing.
"Old Fang, I never thought you'd take 'looking down on everyone' this far. I'm right in front of you, and you still haven't noticed me." Shen Bing's mockery carried a teasing edge.
Fang Yuanming froze, then immediately realized what Shen Bing meant. He scanned the restaurant again, his gaze settling back on Shen Bing's face.
This fellow was the only person in the room making a call, and he happened to be looking straight at him. That look in his eyes was unmistakably one of recognition.
Fang Yuanming understood at once. Although he still had no idea how Shen Bing had made himself look like this, as long as it was him, there was no problem.
He called to the Young Beauty beside him, and the two of them headed toward Shen Bing's table.
Seeing Fang Yuanming standing before him with confusion still written on his face, Shen Bing grinned. "What? Don't recognize me?"
"How could I possibly recognize you?" Fang Yuanming finally confirmed his identity, but could not resist complaining.
Shen Bing smiled. "Can't help it. I can't go out in public unless I look like this."
"That's true." Fang Yuanming shrugged.
Then he smiled and said, "But seeing you like this, I suddenly don't envy you anymore. Look at me. As long as I dress modestly,