It must be said, celebrating festivals is really a good thing.
Under the setting sun, Fu Qian looked around while genuinely feeling this way.
The reason for saying so was simple, although tomorrow was the official festival day, at this moment, the streets were already filled with men and women in strange outfits.
This made the mask on his face look completely unobtrusive.
Just now, he had used deeper consciousness to take control, making Frank choose to urinate and escape when confronted with a problem, and after taking off his clothes to wash his face, Fu Qian chose to terminate the parasitic status and left with a mask on his face.
Perhaps, to be on the safe side, maintaining the parasitic state for a while longer would be better, but there was a big problem with doing that—the abilities acquired from Insight had a time limit.
And he had a party to attend tonight, one that required him to participate as Camus.