Zhou Qing's Plan

"Okay! I agree!"

The Fake Dales agreed.

This is the best-case scenario right now. Otherwise, if a real war breaks out, his side will inevitably be the first to be defeated. After all, Zhou Qing, this six-year-old child, is extremely strong. He can't even beat the Real Dales. How can this fake one compare?

His Martial Soul is a slug called "Five-Colored Slug," which has the natural ability to disguise itself. His First Soul Skill, Disguise, allows him to copy the palm prints and skin lines of others onto his own body, but he cannot change his body shape or face.

Fortunately, his build was similar to Dales', and he also had Human Skin Mask exactly like Dales', otherwise it would have been really difficult to disguise himself.

His Second Soul Skill allows him to disguise his voice, thus enabling him to match Dales's.

But now!

This fake Dales wouldn't dare to reveal himself!

After all, Norman had evidence against Dales. If his fake one were exposed, wouldn't it prove that the real Dales had something to hide and didn't dare to come in person?

Dales said he would personally lead the expedition to defeat them!

He could only hope—

Gaa!

Fake Dales saw Tang San emerge from the nearby woods and drag out the eight Soul Master who had secretly gone to Falling Star City to report the news, he let out a strange cry.

"Qing Ge, I discovered that these eight guys had secretly left the group earlier, so I chased after them and brought them back."

After Tang San recounted what had happened, Norman looked at the Fake Dales with a mocking expression. "Dales, what else do you have to say?"

"They are all spies! They're just trying to frame me!" Fake Dales said without changing his expression, instantly labeling the eight Soul Master.

Seeing that the Fake Dales Fake Dales distanced himself from the matter, the eight Soul Master' eyes turned red, and they glared fiercely at him, but as if they were worried about something, they dared not speak out.

This must be because Dales had found a handle against them, so they had no choice but to obey.

Seeing this, Norman knew he wouldn't get any information out of them, and it was indeed not a good time to clash with Dales. So he began to count the number of people, calculate the casualties, and also tally the number of prisoners captured from the Falling Star Slope Mountain Stronghold.

"Gentlemen, we have now wiped out the Fallen Ones and cleared out the bandits in the Falling Star Slope stronghold. It is a great victory. Tonight we will rest, dispose of the corpses. Our men should wrap them up and take them back to the city. The corpses of the bandits in Mountain Stronghold Mountain Stronghold should be buried in pits, firewood should be gathered, and they should be burned to prevent the outbreak of plague."

After confirming the number of people present, Norman gave the order, and everyone got to work.

After burning the bodies of the Mountain Stronghold, the three teams led the remaining prisoners to the camp across Falling Star Lake.

As it was already dark, and everyone had traveled more than ten miles, they were exhausted and had no choice but to rest for the night to recharge before setting off on their return journey the next day.

Following Zhou Qing's instructions, Tang San secretly kept an eye on Dales's camp.

Zhou Qing, on the other hand, was secretly summoned by Norman.

Upon entering Norman's tent, Zhou Qing saw three humanoid objects Entangling in white cloth strips—the three skeletons.

Norman didn't have Storage Soul Tool, this was the only way.

"Sit."

Norman sat down on the floor, made Zhou Qing a cup of tea, and asked, "Do you know how to drink tea?"

"I don't drink much. I prefer sweet drinks, like Fruit Wine."

Even so, Zhou Qing still picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and exclaimed, "Good tea."

"Isn't this a drinker?"

Norman joked.

"Actually, whether you can drink it or not, as long as you drink it and say 'good tea,' and make your expression look inscrutable, people will think you can drink it." As he spoke, Zhou Qing raised and lowered his eyebrows, and slightly raised the right corner of his mouth, demonstrating for Norman.

Norman: "..."

Although Zhou Qing's words made a lot of sense, that expression... forgive his ignorance, he really didn't understand what it meant, but it felt a little bit lewd.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that." Norman put down his teacup and got down to business. "What are your thoughts on Dales?"

"This Dales is fake."

Zhou Qing stopped hiding it and told the truth.

"Are you serious?"

Norman jumped to his feet, incredulous. "How could he be a fake? The voice and appearance are identical, and I know that Dales has a black birthmark the size of a fingernail on the back of his neck. He clearly has one too. It can't possibly be fake!"

"Indeed, he could be real," Zhou Qing said with a smile.

Now, Norman was completely baffled.

They just said it was fake...

Now they're saying it's true...

Is it true or false?

Seeing that Norman didn't believe him, Zhou Qing could only explain in more detail, saying, "This Dales is indeed fake. As for how he disguised himself so well, perhaps it's because of his Martial Soul?"

"Martial Soul?"

Norman frowned, immediately thinking of Dales's butler. "Is it him?"

"Who?"

"That person's Martial Soul is the Five-Colored Slug. As Soul Beast, this creature can disguise itself as the appearance of other Soul Beast; and as Martial Soul, if it obtains a suitable Soul Skill, it might be able to disguise wrinkles or birthmarks on the skin."

At this point, Norman also asked curiously, "You said Dales is in disguise, but who is in disguise?"

"I don't know Dales well, how would I know who he is?" Zhou Qing took a sip of hot tea and exhaled. "I can only be sure that this Dales is a fake. If you ask me who he is, judging from his figure, he could be the butler who is about the same size as Dales."

"Butler Dales's Martial Soul is indeed the Five-Colored Slug, and it is said that he came here from Star Luo City with Dales, so he should know Dales's every move."

Norman's eyes were serious. "If we have to say that the Dales we are seeing now is fake, then it can only be that he is in disguise."

"Then, shall we treat him as real?" Zhou Qing said.

"How so?"

Norman simply couldn't understand it. Why would they treat something fake as real? Did they think this fake thing would listen to them?

Absolutely impossible!

If it's not true, he's just Dales's steward, loyal and the person Dales trusts most, and there's no way he would betray him!

"First of all, he's a fake, and I guarantee that with my own reputation." Zhou Qing put on his armor.

"You're spouting nonsense, do you think I'd believe you?"

Norman sneered.

"For You Hui..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Norman hurriedly interrupted Zhou Qing, sighing, "After all, he is indeed fake, so what?"

"Then, we can treat it as real!"

Zhou Qing revealed his plan. "It's true that Dales has been in contact with the Fallen Ones, after all, that Soul Ancestor- level Fallen Ones died at the hands of me and my companions. And now, there's witness testimony and physical evidence. It's just that this Fake Dales wants to prove his innocence..."

To put it bluntly, they were just stalling for time, trying to send someone back to report to Real Dales, but my companions discovered them in advance and captured them..."