When the mask was peeled away bit by bit, the skin revealed was no longer the dull, sallow, and wrinkled face that Yan Yaquan had presented just moments before.
His face now looked exactly like that of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth: the skin was fair, firm, and rosy, without a single wrinkle to be found!
"Ah! This—this is impossible! Yaquan, your face... your face..."
Chapter 441