C96 Concealment

About four years, she calculated.

Four years ago, he was just like Yu Moxiang. He was handsome, high-spirited, tall, imposing, and full of ambition.

Now, he was thin, pale, and slightly stooped. Dressed in a cheap T-shirt and jeans, her hair was only about two centimeters long, and she looked more like a dull and rough man than the "Xiaobai's face" from before