Qin Yang wasn't mistaken.
It really was Xiaobai.
But her legs were longer, her bottom was curvier, and even her skin had become much fairer.
It was as if she had entered the bloom of youth overnight.
"So, Master, are you captivated by this Fairy's beauty?"
Xiaobai tugged at the opening of her bathrobe, pulling it down just a little more. The movement revealed an alluring curve, her neck as delicate, white, and smooth as jade.
She was shamelessly flaunting her cleavage.
So white it was almost blinding...
"...Ahem."
Qin Yang gave a couple of fake coughs into his Hollow Fist. His gaze drifted down to the braised pork in his bowl, and he picked it up with his chopsticks, stuffing it back into his mouth.
"You are quite beautiful."
"Yay!"
Xiaobai cheered at his words, zipping over to Qin Yang's side. "I told you! After my Grandmaster-level transformation, the charm of our Fox Race is simply irresistible!"
"But..."
