He looked at Feng Molin with disdain and said, "Your disguise is no good. Your face doesn't fit well, and you haven't changed your figure either. I saw through it at a glance."
Feng Molin smiled slightly, ignoring his sarcasm.
Li Xi was still in shock at his disguise skills.
The delicate texture almost made her think it was real human skin.
She examined the face mask, gently stroking it in her hands; the realistic tactile sensation was truly astonishing.
This face mask is as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it possesses the texture and color of real skin, and even its temperature is no different from that of real human skin.
He was full of admiration, thinking: This is even more amazing than the plastic surgery technology of later generations. Is this really a disguise technique?
However, I still had to maintain a mysterious air. "Hmm, it's not bad, but is your face made of real skin?"
Du Yifei laughed as if he had heard a joke. "Real face? I don't have such a heavy taste. Besides, you can't just take off a real face like that, that's illegal. This is just a mask I made with special materials."
After hearing the explanation, Li Xi felt relieved.
But upon further reflection, the mask was indeed quite frightening, given its lifelike appearance. "May I ask, sir, what is the material of this mask?"
Du Yifei kept everyone in suspense, saying, "It's a secret that can't be revealed."
Li Xi didn't ask any more questions, since this was someone else's unique skill.
"Alright then, I'll take you as my apprentice. However, gambling skills can't be learned in a short time."
Du Yifei nodded, "Disciple understands, and will certainly work harder to live up to Master's expectations."
I've become someone's mentor without even realizing it, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to it.
Suddenly, she thought of something and asked with some doubt, "Is this your true face? You don't have another face, do you? Since you've become my disciple, you should at least have some basic trust in me."
Du Yifei thought for a moment, then put something on his face and went to get a basin of water to wash his face.
It shows the appearance of a young man in his twenties.
When she saw Du Yifei's real appearance, she was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "So this is what you look like. You're quite handsome."
Du Yifei touched his face and smiled, "Master, you're right. I should show you my true face. When people are chasing me for debts, I have to disguise myself as someone else."
Li Xi never expected this person to be so capable; it was truly astonishing.
Seeing Li Xi staring at Du Yifei in a daze, Feng Mo cleared his throat and reminded her, "Since we are all fellow disciples, let's sit down and have some tea and listen to the story together."
Yunhe Teahouse is actually owned by Feng Monian, but he owns many businesses, so many people have never met the owner.
However, the teahouse was indeed very quiet, much more elegant than those smoky and chaotic so-called teahouses outside.
All sorts of people come here every day; some come to enjoy tea, others to listen to stories.
The storyteller, gently waving his feather fan, sat upright in the center of the stage, his eyes bright and alert, ready to recount a legendary tale of the martial world.
"Heroes, today I will tell you the story of a legendary swordsman."
As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the entire audience fell silent, their eyes fixed on him.
He took a deep breath and began to speak slowly and deliberately: "This swordsman was named Jingxin Daoren. His swordsmanship was superb, unparalleled in the martial arts world. However..."
When Li Xi heard that it was about her second master, she listened intently.
The storyteller took a sip of tea, looked at the crowd, and continued:
"However, a few years ago he suffered a betrayal when his most valued disciple defected from the sect, which brought him an unprecedented blow."
After that, the Taoist Master Jingxin disappeared, and no one knows where he went.
Some say he lived in seclusion in the mountains, others say he went far away, but only he knows the truth.” Li Xi’s heart tightened upon hearing this.
The storyteller continued, "However, just when everyone thought that the Taoist Master Jingxin had disappeared, he suddenly reappeared."
He appeared in a small village and helped the villagers drive away a gang of thugs. His swordsmanship was even better than before, but his eyes were colder than ever.
Hearing this, Li Xi felt a mix of emotions. She recalled her second master's cold gaze and unfathomable sorrow.
She couldn't understand why such a thing would happen to him; he was so kind and so strong.
The storyteller continued, "Although the Taoist Master Jingxin has reappeared in the martial world, he is no longer the same person he once was. Although his swordsmanship is superb, his heart is dead. He no longer trusts anyone; he only trusts the sword in his hand."
The entire audience fell silent, everyone feeling sorry for this former hero.
"Alright, everyone, that's all for today. To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode." With that, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and stepped off the stage.
The audience was still replaying the story in their minds.
Seeing that the storyteller had left, Li Xi decided to go back as well.
But what should Du Yifei do? She looked at Feng Monian.
Seeing the pleading look in Li Xi's eyes, he felt incredibly warm inside; he realized how much she depended on him.
"Then pack your things and come find us at the villa. Master is very capable. Stay there for a couple of days." Feng Monian had already come up with a reason.
Du Yifei was overjoyed upon hearing this. "Great! I'll go to the inn to pack my things. They're all there. I can just leave." With that, he hurried off.
Li Xi and Feng Monian planned to ride horses to 'La Xian Guo' to take a look.
"Brother Feng, if we let him come with us, won't we give ourselves away?" She felt uneasy.
Feng Monian held the reins with one hand and said confidently, "Don't worry, there won't be any problems. This guy is simple-minded. Even if he knows our background, it doesn't matter. Your strength is obvious."
Yes, that's true. Guessing the size based on the dice rolls was something her master had taught her before.
In addition, her hearing was exceptional, so learning this was a piece of cake for her.
In the past, when the Hidden Sect was short of money, Chu Ran said that the sect leader would go to the casino to win some money to use.
When Li Xi and the others returned to the villa, Chairman Wang also happened to be back.
"President, I have something I'd like to discuss with you." Li Xi decided to share some of her plans with President Wang.
Feng Monian had someone take them to the tea room, knowing that they would be away for a long time soon.
Only Li Xi and Wang Lianyi were in the tea room.
Chairman Wang knew the responsibilities and hatred she carried, and now the only thing he could do was to take care of everything behind the scenes so that she could focus on her work.
“Sister Lianyi, I don’t intend to hide it from you. I may be setting off soon. The Emperor Emeritus and the others have arranged some things for me. I’ll need you to look after those shops these days.”
Li Xi felt a little embarrassed to push all the work onto Chairman Wang.
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