Chapter 636

　　Third person's POV 　　He stood in front of the mirror. His fingers gently pinched the thin edge of the facial prosthetic, slowly peeling it off. 　　As the prosthetic came off, a pair of chiseled features gradually revealed themselves. 　　They were a cold, stern gaze, a high-bridged nose, and sharply defined lips that exuded a unique charm. 　　His skin, already fair, was nearly translucent from lack of sunlight, appearing even paler under the lights. 　　His shirt collar was slightly open, hinting at his collarbones. 　　He stared silently at his reflection, like a vampire emerging from a medieval castle. 　　He was elegant and noble, yet distant and aloof. 　　With a light step, he moved into the steamy, hot shower area. 　　Fine droplets from the showerhead rained down on him. 　　After a moment, black liquid flowed slowly down his skin, snaking across the white floor like a mysterious ink snake. 　　He closed his eyes, allowing the water to wash over him. His mind was a whirl of thoughts yet blank a