The faucet was turned on.
Bai Xingjian buried his entire face in the cold water and rubbed his weaselly, ugly face for five minutes as if he were washing away the shell of camouflage and becoming his real self.
"Hu…"
Taking a deep breath, he smiled at the ugly man in the mirror. He touched the wrinkled military uniform of the federation with his long finger. Without any hesitation, he tore off the military uniform and retrieved a vintage suitcase from his Cosmos Ring. Then, he pressed two iron buttons and took out his idiosyncratic battle robe.
"Universe, I'm back!"
Putting on the battle robe, Bai Xingjian could not have been more excited. He glowed like a sword that had been whetted for a hundred years as he strode toward the bridge.
When he showed up in front of all the crew members with his brand-new appearance, even the most disobedient and bold bandits from the old days gasped hard, finding it hard to believe their eyes.
