As Zheng Jin looked at his reflection on the slightly cracked mirror inside his shack, he could only manage a wry smile. He was wearing a new, pure black robe and demon beast-skin shoes—both gifted to him by Zhang Fei.
Moreover, his wildly tousled black hair that seldom reminded him of what he had back in Estellia was now styled more elegantly, flowing until the back of his neck.
After taking in the sight of himself, he simply sighed, wondering what the one-fanged elder had gotten him into.
"A little more to the left," Zhang Fei said, the mirror now showing two reflections as the elder moved behind him and fixed his hair.
With his hair now up to the elder's strict standards, Zheng Jin could now see that Zhang Fei was reading his troubled expression on the mirror, to which the elder onl
