That fist-sized thing must be what Glass was referring to as transformation, but Han Yu's expression was extremely complex.
The blue spirit body, interwoven with countless lines, had an illusory feel to it. Well, that's fine, although Han Yu had not seen other spirit bodies, like Young Master Lin's Qilin.
But it shouldn't be this ridiculous, only transforming into a head! That fist-sized blue spirit body is just a tiny head, looking inexplicably strange.
What made Han Yu feel even more absurd was the child's face on that little head. This face was extremely familiar to him, wasn't it his own face when he was a kid!
"Did you damn transform based on me?"
Han Yu immediately spoke with a dark expression.
Glass seemed to still be immersed in shock, not reacting for quite a while.
After a long time, Glass's face gradually showed a sorrowful expression, then it began to cry out, "Damn! Damn! Damn!"
