FID – Chapter 729

Chapter 729: Dropping the Mysterious Master Act

The door to the side room opened again, and the people who walked out had undergone a complete transformation.

A bloated, gold-laden middle-aged merchant.

A sly-looking attendant with upward-slanting eyes, practically oozing obsequiousness.

A delicate, soft-spoken maid with refined features.

A hulking, muscle-bound thug with a face full of menace.

A shrewd, diminutive steward with a calculating expression.

And a wealthy, plump lord and lady, surrounded by three or four household servants and nannies.

Everyone was fully in character.

The middle-aged merchant locked eyes with the sneaky-looking attendant. Their gazes met, and the merchant jabbed a finger toward the other’s nose.

“Qian Wanjin! No matter where you go, you can’t stop shining like a tacky pile of gold. So gaudy!”

“Liu Zhiqiu! That sharp, beady-eyed look shows off your stingy nature perfectly. You’re exactly what you should look like!”

After exchanging insults, the two of them turned away with matching hmphs and then began eyeing the rest of the group.

Although everyone had changed their appearance, they could still identify each other just by a glance, thanks to their deep familiarity. Recognizing one another was no challenge at all.

Liu Zhiqiu walked over to the lord and lady, circling around them as he clicked his tongue in approval. “This look is perfect! You should be this elegant and prosperous. Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom—you all fit together like a real family.”

As soon as he said that, something struck him as off.

Since they were made to look like a proper family, shouldn’t he have been disguised as a young master? Why had he been made to look like such an ugly little attendant instead?

A face that screamed servility, born to flatter others.

He had a strong feeling that the black-clad man had done this on purpose.

Was it because he’d asked that one question on the ship what happens if we run around? And now the guy had actually turned him into a servant out of spite?

Good God! So petty!

“This is what real disguising looks like, flawless, not a single weak point,” Qian Wanjin chimed in, sidling closer.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he never would have believed that such a master could exist—someone who could transform a person so completely, reshaping them into someone entirely unrecognizable.

With just a pair of hands, the person had been completely transformed into someone else, someone completely different from before.

The elders of the Liu family were also very amazed, though the only one who remained serious was Wei Lan.

At this moment, his seriousness manifested in a fierce expression, looking quite intimidating.

He was standing right next to Fu Yuzheng, who was disguised as a wet nurse. Perhaps it was her face that made it so unpleasant to look at, as Xiao Maodou raised his fist and hit her square in the face with a loud smack.

It was hard not to laugh, but no one dared.

Everyone looked at their new disguises. After the initial shock and amazement, their thoughts quickly shifted back to Liu Zhixia.

They were already in the capital, so close to Zhixia. Since they had gone to such lengths to disguise themselves, didn’t this mean they could now boldly go out on the streets to gather information?

The black-clad man must have had this very purpose in mind when he made these changes.

With these disguises, they no longer needed to hide or sneak around. They could walk the streets like ordinary citizens, and no one would be able to recognize them.

Qian Wanjin looked at the sky; it was already quite late, and the moon had begun to descend. He then said, “Grandma, Grandma, it’s already this late. Even if we wanted to gather information, we wouldn’t be able to at this hour. The streets are empty, and at this time, who’s still awake? You should rest for now. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go out and check the situation. I’ll go find the Qian family and ask about the situation. We’ll meet again tomorrow morning.”

This plan was feasible.

The capital was Qian Wanjin’s territory, and he had people stationed all around the city. It would be easier for him to make contact and gather information than for them.

Fu Yuzheng thought for a moment, then cautioned, “Although we’ve changed our appearance and no one can recognize us now, we still need to be careful, just in case. Don’t go directly back to the Qian residence. I’m worried that they might be under someone’s surveillance. Try to meet with the Qian family members in secret. Caution is the best approach.”

“Got it, do you think I’m that stupid? You all go to sleep, look, Xiao Maodou is already yawning. Go back to your rooms, I’m leaving,” Qian Wanjin said as he reached out to grab the escaping Liu Zhiqiu and Wei Lan. “A rich master wandering the streets in the middle of the night without any servants or bodyguards? Come on, keep up, don’t think about slacking off!”

As expected, there were no obstructions.

They walked out of the house, and no one stopped them.

The black-clad man had clearly disguised them like this with the intent of letting them go.

It was obvious they were being helped.

“Xiao Qiu, Dalan, what do you think that person is? Why is he helping us like this? Just dressing us up like this must have taken quite a bit of effort. Who would go through all that trouble for no reason? I think he must know us,” Qian Wanjin said, lowering his voice instinctively as they walked down the gradually emptying street, adopting a tone befitting a wealthy master. He also casually changed Liu Zhiqiu and Wei Lan’s titles.

“Too bad that person always wears a cloak, so we can’t see his face,” Liu Zhiqiu frowned. “Now that I think about it, this doesn’t make sense. We know everyone around us, but this person just suddenly appeared. I really can’t figure out who it could be.”

With high martial arts skills, a strange personality, mysterious, ruthless, and merciless, the only person Liu Zhiqiu could think of was Feng Qingbai.

No one else.

“Too bad I can’t beat him. If I could, I’d definitely take off his mask and see who he really is. When something’s odd, there must be a demon behind it. He’s definitely a monster,” Wei Lan said with a sinister tone.

As a shadow guard, what kind of person had he not seen?

However, he had never seen anyone like the black-clad man.

Wearing a cloak, putting on an act, playing the part of a high expert?

He hated people like that the most!

Ahead, they heard the sound of synchronized footsteps. The three of them immediately fell silent and stepped aside.

The city’s defenses were always tight, and even at night, the guards patrolled the streets.

As they brushed past each other, all three of them felt a nervous tension.

Fortunately, the guards only glanced at them before walking past, completely disregarding them.

The three of them finally relaxed, letting out a long sigh of relief.

They truly hadn’t been recognized.

Although they couldn’t quite accept the disguise, it was enough to get by—at least it kept them alive.

Qian Wanjin led the two of them straight to the Qian’s Restaurant.

By this time, the restaurant was almost closing. The manager was shouting at the servers to clean up the tables and chairs.

When he saw customers entering, he immediately greeted them, clasping his hands and smiling, “Gentlemen, you’ve come a bit late. Our restaurant is already closed. If you like our dishes, please come early tomorrow.”

“It doesn’t matter that you’re closing. You opened the door to do business, right? Serve us a few dishes, just make sure they’re your signature dishes. I’ve got plenty of silver, and I’ll pay you double!” Qian Wanjin said, his tone full of wealth and confidence.

The manager was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile, “Gentlemen, I’m truly sorry, but our restaurant is already closed. The chef has already gone home to rest. Even if we wanted to serve you, there’s no one left in the kitchen who can prepare our signature dishes. How about this? Tomorrow morning, I’ll reserve a private room for you so that you can have your meal as soon as you arrive?”

“Alright, I heard your restaurant’s best signature dish is ‘Pointing to Stone and Turning it into Gold.’ Make sure to serve me two of those to try tomorrow. If they’re not good, I’ll throw stones at your restaurant’s sign!”