C1176 Life and Death Are Not Separated

Wen Ruoxuan was exhausted. She collapsed into a chair, draping one arm over the back and letting her wrist hang limply, while her other hand rested on the table.

"Impressive! The Divine Head Constable's disguise technique is unmatched. I tried so hard, yet I couldn't tear off that fake skin of yours!" Wen Ruoxuan panted, her eyes filled with biting sarcasm.

Hua Fuliu, face numb from pain