Hearing Wang Xiao's sarcasm, Ma Yunle hurriedly smiled and waved his hand. "No, no! It's just what I say to scare the bad guys!"
After a pause, Ma Yunle pointed at the mask in Wang Xiao's hand. "But Junior, what are you doing?"
"Things are different now. It's more convenient this way."
Wang Xiao smiled bitterly and put on his mask again. This was because he had just seen a few people pointing at him in the distance, as if they had recognized him.
"I see!"
Ma Yunle smiled knowingly. Then, he kicked the sack and complained, "But Junior, you're a little too much. If it's not convenient for you to show your face, you can call me!"
"I called, but you didn't answer."
Wang Xiao's tone was resentful. Ma Yunle took out his communicator and saw that there were indeed more than ten missed calls. He must have been too engrossed in bragging just now to not hear them.
