There was no mirror but he used the lake's reflection. He looked into the lake, looking at his face, trying to find the difference. He changed the angle from time to time, but he could not tell the difference. If anything, it was his skin. His skin turned smoother, much smoother.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I am always this handsome." Tang Shaoyang shook his head while having a smug face. It was nice to be praised for his good look.
Rosalie rolled her eyes, not believing what he said, "Do you mind telling me what you got from the Trial of Myth?"
It was still midnight, he did not mind telling her what he got from the trial while he took a rest. It had been a long time since the last time he slept and he just realized it now.
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