"You look…" Xian hesitated, his eyes flickering as his mouth tried to find the right words to say. In the end, he could only go with, "…Different."
He was of course talking to Lance.
Lance, whose latest transformation was somehow even more stunning than the one before.
After all, he and Qing Xue did have a similar air. That time, a simple change in costume and appearance had done the trick.
This time, as Xian had already observed before, the leap from Lance's personality to Briar Caldwell's was really a big one.
And yet, at least where the visuals were concerned, Lance had managed to clear the gap.
His usually neat and combed-back hair was down, and it was styled using some hair product into a glorious tousle that covered his forehead. From somewhere, he had found mismatched metal ea
