Fang Hao walked into the room and sat down on a chair at the side.
He sat upright, hands folded together and resting on his thighs.
He was playing a somewhat gentle role, while openly gazing at the prosperous body in front of him, with skin as fair as a young girl's.
"You have researched skincare?" Rebecca turned around, her long hair falling and revealing sharp ears.
A flicker of interest sparked in Fang Hao's mind.
An elf?
An elf being a ruler in a human city was beyond Fang Hao's expectations.
But all these didn't matter to him much, as he was merely a passing cloth merchant.
"I wouldn't say I've researched it. Skincare is necessary, though, maintaining sufficient moisture in the skin is essential, and normal rest hours are most critical," Fang Hao recalled a facemask commercial he once saw on TV.
"Hehe, it seems you know quite a lot," Rebecca said with a faint smile.
