C67 The Face in the Mirror

When the incense was done, the woman finally remembered my existence. She paused for a moment and then walked towards me with a smile on her face.

When she was only a step away from me, she took off the mask she was wearing and revealed a face I knew well and admired.

Fang Jingshu?

I couldn't believe my eyes. The only connection I have with Fang Jingshu is Chen Hai