Face masks?
For a moment, no one spoke.
They had thought they could guess why Feng Chi had organized this little gathering, but now, looking at this... what kind of game was this?
Unable to figure out Feng Chi's intentions, they were at a loss for how to respond.
The atmosphere turned slightly silent.
But Feng Chi didn't seem to notice the silence; he took out the jar of face mask with a triumphant look on his face.
"Look at my face!"
Feng Chi leaned in closer to let everyone take a clearer look at his face.
"Uh... it seems well taken care of."
"I wonder which brand Young Master Chi is using?"
"Healthy skin tone, a subtle shimmer, and handsome features—Young Master Chi is especially charming today!"
They hurriedly said.
Since they didn't know what Feng Chi looked like before, they thought that someone like him, who was willing to spend money, would surely take good care of his face.
They dared to compliment, and Feng Chi dared to believe them.
