Sword Demon had no clue that his words had triggered Gu Fei's melancholia. With the camo face paint on, the two men could barely make out each other's expression. Sword Demon decided not to say anything further once he perceived Gu Fei's reticence. As for the latter, he only sighed heavily again as the loneliness he felt toward kung fu was once more evoked by all this.
"Hey, you two, get ready to leave!" The two men hurriedly got up at Coco's beckoning.
"Take off your outfits first and cover your faces. Neither of you intends to walk down the street in broad daylight looking like that, right?" She raised a brow at them.
Sword Demon and Gu Fei fitted their outfits into their respective dimensional pockets and proceeded to cover their faces as instructed. They even put hats on their heads; it was not particularly rare to find people wearing hats in game.
"But everyone in this room has already seen everything," Gu Fei reasoned.
