978 Hot Potatoes!

"Hmm?"

She looked at Xu Que, surprised, astounded, and at a loss for words. She could not believe that a young man from the Form Synthesis Stage could tell that she was in disguise.

"Come on, why are you so shocked? It's not worth mentioning, but I had mastered the art of disguise by the time I was three, and learned how to break it by three-and-a-half. This is child's play for me." Xu Que, as usual, bragged shamelessly, with a smug look plastered on his face.