"Ah? What? She's already twenty-one?"
Yan Moshan was shockingly taken aback, never imagining there could be such a ninjutsu. Thinking of this, he felt some regret. Had he known earlier, he wouldn't have brought Ito Rei back with him.
"How about it, Mr. Yan, would you like to have a look at my daughter's true appearance first?" Ito Takeo asked with a lecherous smile, like a crafty and scheming strategist.
"Oh... this..." Yan Moshan hesitated, worrying what if he took a liking to her and Ito Takeo insisted that he marry Ito Rei?
However, the itch in his heart was unbearable if he chose not to look.
"Mr. Yan, if you want to take a look, just say so, haha— We are all kindred spirits after all; we have similar desires," Ito Takeo said with a laugh.
"Then let's have a look. Not for any other reason but to know what kind of woman I saved," Yan Moshan pretended to take the high ground.