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The Magician wanted to control the Qingming Ghost Mother to attack Lin Han, but after gesturing for a long time, the other party showed no signs of movement at all.
"He's lying to you; don't believe his nonsense!"
With no other choice, the Magician began communicating with the Qingming Ghost Mother. "Think about it; he's just a mortal. How could he possibly possess such a Divine Artifact? Aren't you aware of your own situation?"
Upon hearing this, the Qingming Ghost Mother stroked her chin in thought. It was indeed true; as a deity, she couldn't change her appearance, so how could a mere mortal have such abilities?
Lin Han let out a cold laugh, surprised at the Magician's eloquence. However, he might not understand that quality products come from quality sources. Since the introduction claimed it was useful, it must be useful.
"Enough talk; just try it and you'll know!" With that, Lin Han tossed a bottle resembling facial cleanser over to her.
Without a second thought, the Qingming Ghost Mother caught it almost instinctively. Ignoring what the Magician had said, she conjured a mist and began washing her face.
Thus, an amusing scene unfolded on the battlefield: both sides, initially tense and ready for combat, now looked up at the Qingming Ghost Mother washing her face in mid-air.
The Bright Flashlight was not so simple; it could illuminate even the body of the Qingming Ghost Mother, let alone mere mist.
"Um, should I really be shining it like this?" Lin Han awkwardly rubbed his nose and sheepishly asked Qin Luoxi beside him.
"What are you thinking? Do you really believe she's an ordinary person?"
In contrast to Lin Han's casual demeanor, Qin Luoxi remained highly vigilant. Lin Han nodded, feeling a wave of apprehension wash over him. If the effect of the Bright Flashlight were to fade suddenly, and the Qingming Ghost Mother were to unleash her fury...
They might not even know how they died. He quickly composed himself and continued to watch intently.
After about ten minutes, the Qingming Ghost Mother finally finished washing her face. With a flick of her hand, a mirror materialized before her.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the Qingming Ghost Mother could hardly believe her eyes.
At that moment, not only had the wrinkles on her face vanished, but her skin also lost its pallor and showed a hint of color. It was truly effective!
Listening to the laughter of Qingming Ghost Mother, Lin Han couldn't help but break out in goosebumps. Luo Xi, do you think this person might be a yandere?
How would I know? What about you? Do you like yanderes?
Upon hearing this, Lin Han quickly waved his hands. What even is a yandere? I can't stand a little bit of that.
You're Lin Han, right? Since you're using my things so freely, I won't participate in this matter. However, from now on, you must keep supplying me with these cosmetics!
No problem! I have plenty here; just tell me how much you need.
Lin Han felt a surge of joy in his heart. As long as Qingming Ghost Mother didn't interfere, things would go smoothly. He never expected that his gamble would actually pay off.
Ah! No way! You were summoned by me; you must fight for me!
The Magician's nose crinkled in frustration. What is this? A divine being brought down by a bunch of cosmetics? If this got out, wouldn’t people laugh their heads off?
Fight for you? Do you think too highly of yourself?
Qingming Ghost Mother seemed genuinely angry and suddenly unleashed an even stronger aura, instantly surpassing the Magician's control.
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