Pan Shi was almost fully recovered. As long as he stayed in the room, his power would not be restricted in any way.
His body, which had previously swelled to over thirty feet tall, had now returned to its normal size. However, he still looked exceptionally strong, like a giant.
Yang An took the Command Token from his robes, immediately drawing the attention of Pan Yu and Pan Shi.
When Pan Yu first saw the thin object in Yang An's hand, which looked like Human Face Skin, she didn't see anything unusual.
But the more she looked, the stranger it seemed. Even Pan Shi suddenly looked up, glancing from Pan Yu to the object in Yang An's hand.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, why are you holding my junior sister's face?"
He asked in a tone of disbelief, as if he thought Yang An had forcefully peeled it right off Pan Yu's face.
Pan Yu was also stunned, but then a thought seemed to strike her, and a strange blush crept onto her cheeks.
