"It's late at night, aren't you going home? Your husband might be worried!"
Yun Jin looked at the hurried Long Yue and teased her lightly.
Long Yue panted slightly and said, "Shifu's wife, I have something to ask you guys."
"What's the matter?"
"Do you have human skin masks here? The kind that can disguise someone?"
"What a coincidence, your shifu's wife is an expert in making human skin masks, go find her!"
Duanmu Nan came out from inside, and when he saw Long Yue, his smile became even more pronounced, with a hint of emotional fluctuation in his normally flat tone.
"Is that so? That's great, Shifu's wife, could you give me a human skin mask?"
"Yue'er, why do you need that?"
"Uh..." Long Yue was at a loss for words; she couldn't say she was going to trick someone, so she just said, "Don't ask, Shifu's wife, I definitely have an important use for it, otherwise, I wouldn't trouble you both."
"You brat, who are you calling old?"
