By the time Wang Chen returned home, he had already changed back into his true appearance.
Thousand Transformations Mask had been in Wang Chen's hands for a long time. By now, he had grown increasingly accustomed to using this strange artifact to conceal his identity, allowing himself to hide well within complicated surroundings.
Wang Chen's disguising skills could now be said to have reached a masterful realm.
Changing his appearance was merely the first layer. Altering his physique and bearing went deeper still. Coupled with the Grand Completion level Breath Concealment Technique, he did not fear even if someone in the Purple Mansion set their eyes on him, much less cultivators of the same Qi Refining level.
The moment Wang Chen entered the door, he saw the landlord's boy squatting on the ground, counting ants.
Hearing him, the latter quickly raised his head and revealed a shy smile. Rising to his feet, he said softly, "Uncle Wang."
This little fellow had only turned ten this year, yet he looked more like an eight- or nine-year-old child.
His head was large and his body frail, though his features were quite good. Once he grew up a little more, he would surely become a handsome young man.
Wang Chen had rented this house only yesterday and knew very little about Madam Ye's family of three. He did not even know their names.
What a polite child.
Smiling, he rubbed the boy's head and said, "Just call me Big Brother Wang. What's your name?"
The little fellow answered timidly, "Big Brother Wang, my name is Ye Feifan, and my older sister is Ye Feifei."
"Mm."
Wang Chen nodded. "Good names."
Perhaps Wang Chen's friendly manner had given the little fellow courage. He raised his head and asked, "Big Brother Wang, Mother said I