At the sight of Xi Yan's forlorn expression, Veronica's icy arrogance melted away. She nodded eagerly. "Of course, Marshal. Wherever you want to go, I can keep you company these next few days."
"I'd like to wander around the streets." Naturally, Xi Yan was delighted that Veronica was willing to accompany him.
It's been ages since I last walked around outside. I wonder what things are like now.
Veronica hurriedly undid the straps binding Xi Yan. He sprang up happily, got dressed, and washed his face with a little water before heading for the door.
"Wait. If you're going outside, you need a disguise first. At least change your clothes," Beta reminded him with a sigh of relief.
"Good point." Xi Yan turned back.
In the end, Xi Yan took off the marshal's uniform he had worn for seven years. Veronica picked out an ordinary T-shirt and trousers for him, then changed out of her own naval uniform and appeared before him looking like an upperclassman in a Japanese schoolgirl uniform.
There was no need to describe exactly how beautiful she looked; use your imagination. In short, Xi Yan nearly stared himself silly.
Veronica was very pleased with the Marshal's reaction. Certain that her looks could still attract him, she happily folded her arms and gazed at Xi Yan tenderly, making her ample breasts even more eye-catching.
Xi Yan changed his hairstyle a little.
His long bangs had always hung over his forehead, slightly obstructing his vision and making his gaze feel all the more intimidating and frightening. Now, Veronica sprayed some hair gel onto her hands and swept all his hair back, giving him a power-infused, Vergil-style slicked-back look.
It made his eyes look brighter, and much of the oppressive atmosphere that had always surrounded Xi Yan faded.