"Haha, I'm back again," Zhao Guang walked out of the Martial Arts Arena, brimming with a confident aura.
Finally, he didn't have to face social death anymore, he could return to his true form.
"Master, you've come out, huh, Master, your skin has become so soft and white," Xi Fei's eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Guang; had she not been mindful that he was her master, she probably would have touched him a few times.
"Haha, it's nothing important, nothing important," Zhao Guang had just noticed himself.
His skin had already been quite fair and tender, but now it truly looked like that of a young fresh meat, and it seemed to be created through various technologies and makeup.
But his was genuine, truly a beauty to present to the world.
If he had had such skin originally, combined with his looks, he probably could have easily entered the entertainment industry.
But now, those folks in the entertainment industry wouldn't have the guts to invite him anymore.