Lou Yan just hugged Jiang Jiamian tightly for a long, long time.
It has been so long that the hot tear has turned cold and almost disappeared.
He gently moved his head away from the side of Jiang Jiamian's neck, and when he faced Jiang Jiamian again at close range, he seemed to have restrained all his emotions, and his voice was as calm as water, "Do you think that I don't hate you and Pleasure House? But that Fang Qi, he took away the position that belonged to me."
"I took the initiative to accept him as my apprentice, he didn't take the initiative to worship me as master. Lou Yan, don't pay attention to him, I will agree to whatever you want."
Jiang Jiamian stared at Lou Yan's mask, "Also, can you tell me, with your cultivation level, you can easily deal with your facial scars, why do you wear this mask?"
