Chapter 206: Chapter 206

When Yun Ran’s fingers touched his face, she felt as clear as a mirror inside.

The familiar texture!

However, Yun Ran withdrew her hand in disdain.

"Besides the Disguise Technique, there is another Face Changing Technique in this world: carving bones, filling muscles, altering appearances, indistinguishable from the real thing, leaving no trace."

"How does one know if this face of yours is real?"

The man, upon hearing this, touched his own face with a rather serious and proud expression and said, "My face is all-natural, born this handsome."

[Is this about whether you’re handsome or not?! Narcissistic jerk!]

"Who knows? Anyway, this face isn’t enough to prove you are Nangong Mo."

The man subtly raised his eyebrows, is the little girl throwing a tantrum?

He coughed lightly, pressed his thin lips, and looked at her with a half-smile, "How do you want me to prove it then? Disrobe and verify the body?"

Yun Ran’s mouth twitched, she glared at him fiercely, her tone icy, "Twist off your head and see if ’Nangong Mo’ is written on it."

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"Lin Wanyue, are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Even if it’s proven, the person would be gone."

Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him, "Being gone is even better! Just looking is annoying!"

The man innocently touched his chin, "Lin Wanyue, are you blaming me for arriving too late?"

"I’ve been searching for you these days, almost going crazy, finally found you."

"Did you get hurt? Have you been well these days? Were you scared? Did you miss me?"

Yun Ran snorted coldly, ignoring him. Her mind was a mess now, tangled thoughts needing sorting.

Passing by Nangong Mo, Yun Ran took steps toward the dense forest, eager to see that person’s face.

But just as she took two steps, the masked man, seemingly unable to withstand the numerous men in black, suddenly waved his sleeve, throwing a smoke bomb, and fled amidst the rising thick smoke!

Before leaving, he said:

"The green mountains remain unchanged, the flowing waters continue, see you in the martial world, we’ll meet again!"

He disappeared without a trace, only the voice lingering in the rolling smoke, echoing around.

Because the voice was incredibly similar to Nangong Mo!

Previously, he had always deliberately disguised his voice, but occasionally the slip-ups revealed; at this moment, without concealment, it was identical!

Could she really have made a mistake?

Are there actually two people this similar in the world?

So similar in voice, height, build, in every aspect?

"Lin Wanyue, let’s go home."

In her confusion, a hand suddenly pulled her, and Yun Ran lowered her head to see Nangong Mo’s god-like handsome face, momentarily dazed.

These days they seem to have been inseparable, but this face, had indeed not been seen for days.

The man, somewhat guilty, pressed his lips and with slight force on her wrist, drew her into his embrace.

Not until seated inside the moving carriage did Yun Ran fully come to her senses.

Realizing she was sitting on his lap, tightly embraced by him.

Yun Ran frowned, slapped his hand around her waist, "Let go of your paw!"

The man’s hand didn’t move at all, "No."

Yun Ran slapped again, a clear sound of the slap.

"It’s not painful anyway, so if you enjoy it, keep on slapping."

Yun Ran was speechless, pinching his hand, "Are you going to let go or not?"

The man seemed unbothered by pain, not only not loosening but holding tighter.

[This is outright provocation!]

"Do you believe I’ll chop off your fingers?!"

With gnashing teeth, a sentence filled with chilling murderous intent fell to the ground.

The man instead curled his lips into a mischievous smile, "Don’t believe it, you wouldn’t."

[Is it that I can’t wield a knife, or are you getting audacious?!]

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly leaned close and swiftly stole a kiss on her cheek.

Yun Ran slapped at him, almost hitting her own face...

The man beside her chuckled in apparent good spirits, "Lin Wanyue, I’m here!"

Yun Ran looked up at the carriage roof, momentarily speechless.

The man whispered in her ear, "Lin Wanyue, are you hurt, shall I check you thoroughly?"