291 Beauty’s Facade 3 (1/2)

”I am rather pleased with my face at the moment. Please keep something so precious for people who need it. Please.” Qiao Chu politely declined in a hurry as he pushed Jun Wu Xie's proffered hand far away from him.

He did not want to touch that ”medicine” even with a ten foot pole, especially after witnessing the way Ke Cang Ju had died. It had given him goosebumps like never before and Ke Cang Ju's face looked absolutely horrifying.

Jun Wu Xie's Beauty's Facade had not only Ke Cang Ju, but would haunt Qiao Chu in his nightmares for a long time!

He realised now, men shouldn't be so obsessed with their looks!

Only then, did Jun Wu Xie finally keep the Beauty's Facade.

Qiao Chu heaved a heavy sigh in relief, but…..

Did Little Xie just crack a joke and made fun of him? That was a rare sight.

The black beast observed Qiao Chu silently, as Qiao Chu's thoughts were clearly written all over his face. The black beast really wanted to tell the naive youth that its mistress would never ever crack a joke. If Qiao Chu had dared to nod his head, Jun Wu Xie would have fed him the Beauty's Facade!

Without a doubt!

”What do we do now?” Qiao Chu cleared his throat in haste, wanting to change the subject in a hurry.

”The Hidden Cloud Peak does not allow any outsiders to come in. Ke Cang Ju seldomly interacts with the disciples of the Hidden Cloud Peak, but he shows his face daily. The disciples here had seen him enter the building and if he did not appear for a long period, they will start to suspect something amiss.” Hua Yao frowned as he thought. He did not feel any loss for Ke Cang Ju's death, but expected trouble to come from here onwards.

He then remembered Jun Wu Xie's words and he turned to look at the tiny figure at the side, somehow feeling Jun Wu Xie had more up his sleeve.

”Ke Cang Ju is not dead.” Jun Wu Xie said slowly.

Qiao Chu stared at Jun Wu Xie, speechless as he pointed at the gory corpse on the floor, trying very hard to say something, but he could not find the words.

'This is not dead?'