"Uh...."
Qin Yu felt a bit awkward.
Because Pei Luoyan's current posture was a bit too suggestive.
Bending at the waist, sticking out her bottom, if she weren't fully clothed, it would've looked more like she was accommodating a man in doing a certain activity both men and women enjoy.
Hey, really though, Pei Luoyan used to be a household name, a big star, definitely with unquestionable beauty and physique.
In her thirties, she was at an age where a woman sheds her naivety and matures.
If she hadn't been disfigured, assuming such a posture, there may not be many men who wouldn't want to invest.
"Hey, hurry up.... Helping me is helping your chick, if you don't take care of that puppet, you won't be able to beat the Corpse Driver Clan!"
Pei Luoyan turned her head around, glared at Qin Yu, and barked.
"Alright, I'm on it!"
Seeing Pei Luoyan's wrinkled, scar-covered face extinguished Qin Yu's illusion instantly.