Li Erpang: "..."
He could only silently put his sunglasses on again.
Why are there no tears in my eyes?
Because my squinty eyes squeezed the tears back in, ahhh.
Yi Lin scanned Li Erpang's getup from head to toe, unable to hold back her questioning: "Why are you wrapped up like this? You aren't a celebrity."
It would make sense for Li Changge to dress like this, though.
"What's it to you?" Li Erpang seemed to be feeling a bit upset, "Wait, how did you recognize me?"
"Guessed."
Although Li Erpang had burned his body fat and revealed his trump card at the end in Gotham City, after some time had passed, he seemed to be gaining weight again and his belly was starting to show.
"Good eye!"
Li Erpang gave a thumbs up.
Yi Lin immediately understood something: "Don't worry, dressed like that, others might not recognize you."
"As long as they don't recognize me, that's good, that's good."
Yi Lin's words, on the contrary, made Li Erpang quite happy.
"Su Xiaosu?"