Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

5.19 - It's too late

　　Shen Mian moved closer to Emperor Qi Tian's throne and felt very close to this extremely handsome yet extremely cold and majestic face.

　　This is the face of the Immortal Emperor and also the face of the Demon Lord.

　　Even though Emperor Qi Tian told him again and again that the Demon Lord had abandoned his status as the Immortal Emperor ten thousand years ago, willingly degenerated into a demon, and was no longer recognized by the Great Dao, his appearance and name had been erased by the rules.

　　But Shen Mian still didn't understand, because he saw it clearly with his eyes, whether it was the Immortal Emperor or the Demon Lord, they were all in his eyes.

　　The system said: [Perhaps because the host is an outsider, he is not restricted by the rules of this plane.]

　　Shen Mian accepted this statement for the time being.

　　He had already walked up to the Immortal Emperor. This phantom was as tall and stern as the Demon Lord, with a majestic and stern aura. The only difference was that the Demon Lord always wore a dark black brocade shirt with an intricate and beautiful gold embroidered pattern of red spider lilies on the hem, while the Immortal Emperor wore an extremely simple, yet noble and imposing silver dragon brocade robe, which exuded a solemn and sacred aura.

　　Shen Mian stretched out his delicate white fingertips, wanting to touch the face of this familiar yet actually stranger person. His fingertips paused slightly, and only touched a cold, white glow.

　　He was stunned for a moment, and said with some disappointment: "Why can you touch me but I can't touch you?"

　　Emperor Qi Tian looked at him and asked, "Do you want to touch me?"

　　Shen Mian curved his eyebrows and smiled, "I want to feel and see how you are different from him."

　　This question is actually redundant, because Emperor Qi Tian and the Demon Lord were once one and the same, sharing a divine body. Even describing them as twins is not accurate enough, because they are the same person with the same roots and origins, just with two different consciousnesses born in one divine body.

　　If Emperor Qi Tian's throne had a physical body, it would probably feel no different to the touch.

　　But Emperor Qi Tian did not think this question was redundant. He held the delicate jade-like fingertips of this human, slowly placed them on the side of his face, and asked, "What's the difference?"

　　Shen Mian felt the coolness of his fingertips and stroked them slowly, as if carefully depicting his handsome outline.

　　After a while, Shen Mian looked up at him, blinked and smiled, "It seems no different."

　　The man looked into his bright eyes that were as bright as stars, and was slightly dazed.

　　He did not lie to Shen Mian. When he first realized that this human was an outsider, in addition to being curious, he was also very happy.

　　He had already been fed up with quietly waiting for thousands of years in a boring world, but suddenly a bright starlight reflected into his eyes. How could he not be happy?

　　I am happy, but I also want to hold on tightly.

　　Perhaps, he was influenced by the original body.

　　Because the Demon Lord's divine body once belonged to him, when that heart, which had been silent for thousands of years, beat violently for someone, he would naturally feel it, just as he could easily sense Ji Changli's emotions and be affected by them.