However, a woman should still have what she needs.
Nezha really didn't want to understand, but Divine Skills were imprinted in his mind like an instinct, clear at a touch.
After only one time, Nezha had easily memorized it all.
"I can't do it without a mirror!" Nezha planned to struggle one last time.
Chen Nuo lightly tapped his finger, and a delicate bronze mirror flew out, landing perfectly in front of Nezha.
"I have one," said Chen Nuo mildly.
This Magical Treasure seemed to be one of those given rashly by Tongtian, one of those with practical uses that he had kept.
Magical Treasure!!!
Nezha's eyes widened, his wide experience allowing him to recognize it instantly.
Was it necessary, just to make him apply makeup?
Nezha sighed, his hands tremblingly reaching for a pot of rouge and face powder, with the tragic heart of a warrior going to his doom.
But, when he touched the rouge, intending to apply makeup.
