Seemingly aware of the Perfumist's gaze, Silver Fox shook her head and said, "No, he isn't, or at least not right now."
"Oh, I see." The Perfumist nodded, not fully understanding but somehow finding the explanation reasonable.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Silver Fox didn't see Li Huazhao, but when she turned around, there he was in the back seat.
"Your mirror image?" Silver Fox's hand had somehow transformed into the paw of a hamster.
However, it wasn't as delicate as a small hamster's paw. Her paw was nearly black, covered in a thick layer of white fur, hefty and solid. It looked less like a hamster paw and more like a polar bear's paw.
"Ah, it disappeared because of a mystery," Li Huazhao replied, then instructed the Perfumist, "Take a left up ahead, then go straight."
Meanwhile, he sprayed some fragrance on the Perfumist, checking for any reaction before spraying it on himself.
