Disguise Technique, Wei Wu Legacy

"Benefactor, I know the Disguise Technique, so I could see your changes," Zhu Yan replied.

Su Chen fell silent at this. He had thought his disguise was fairly skillful, but it turned out Zhu Yan had seen through it.

"Since you found this money for me, I'll give you a chance. If you want me to avenge you, what price can you pay?"

Glancing at Zhu Yan, Su Chen said after a brief pause.

Hearing this, Zhu Yan couldn't suppress a flash of joy on his face.

He had said so much to Su Chen just to get this sentence, and now he had finally gotten his wish.

But the elation quickly cooled. He took out the few coins he had left and said with a dry laugh:

"Well, Benefactor, I've got less than ten taels left. Can I offer you something else as payment?"

"Let's hear it."

Zhu Yan quickly produced two manuals and said, "I have two manuals here. One is the Medical Codex passed down through generations of my Zhu Family, and the other is the Disguise Technique. If you agree, Benefactor, I'll give you both as payment."

The Disguise Technique?

Su Chen's mind stirred. He had just been thinking about how to get the Disguise Technique from Zhu Yan, and now the man was offering it willingly.

He pondered for a moment, then asked, "How strong is this Zhao Kuo?"

"He's probably a bit stronger than Liu Tong. I saw them fight once, and Liu Tong lost, but Zhao Kuo was injured too. That was almost a year ago, though. I've watched Zhao Kuo since, but I haven't seen him fight."

As he spoke, Zhu Yan scratched his head.

Of the three, he hated Lin Hai and Liu Tong more, and compared to Zhao Kuo, they were easier to observe and easier to take revenge on.

"I can give it a try. If he's really as you say, I'll act. But if I find I'm no match for him, I'll back out. And..."

"And what?"

"And you'll pay half the price upfront—give me the Disguise Technique."

After saying this, Su Chen fell silent, waiting for Zhu Yan's reply.

Zhu Yan stood frozen, his face shifting between uncertainty and resolve. Finally, he nodded. "Fine. I'll do as you say, Benefactor."

He handed the Disguise Technique to Su Chen and then explained the key points of the technique one by one, holding nothing back.

Su Chen listened quietly, committing it all to memory.

The Disguise Technique as described by Zhu Yan was more complex than he had imagined.

About half an hour later, Zhu Yan's throat went dry, and he finally stopped.

During that time, he also shared everything he had gathered about Zhao Kuo with Su Chen.

The information was sparse but useful.

"Alright, I've got it all."

Su Chen picked up the silver from the box, tucked it into his robes, and said to Zhu Yan.

"Benefactor, how do I find you?" Zhu Yan asked.

"Wait at the Lin Family Fortress. When it's over, I'll show up."

With that, Su Chen turned and left.

Zhu Yan watched Su Chen's retreating figure, clenched his fists, and a glimmer of hope flickered in his eyes.

"I hope, Benefactor, that you really can kill that bastard Zhao Kuo for me."

Three days later.

Gathering Fragrance Restaurant.

A somewhat burly figure sat by the window.

A steel saber was strapped to his waist, and the long sleeve of his missing arm hung over the chair, marking his distinctive appearance.

A few small dishes sat on the table, with a pot of tea beside them. He ate and drank in turns.

Though he had only one hand, his movements were unhurried, carrying an air of elegance throughout.

This man was Su Chen.

Thanks to Zhu Yan's teaching and three days of practice, Su Chen's grasp of the Disguise Technique had deepened considerably.

If not for the fact that the Disguise Technique wasn't a Martial Art, Su Chen could have mastered it faster through his panel.

Still, compared to before, his disguise skills had improved greatly.

Previously, traces of his normal self could still be seen; now, unless someone looked closely, they wouldn't notice Su Chen's changes.

They would simply think he really had only one arm.

Su Chen ate while observing the street below, based on the information from Zhu Yan.

Every morning around ten, Zhao Kuo would go to the Tea House across from Gathering Worthies Restaurant to hunt.

Almost without exception.

"Here they come!"

Suddenly, Su Chen caught sight of that familiar figure, escorted by two members of the White Jade Gang as he headed toward the Tea House.

The White Jade Gang was one of the top gangs in White Stone City, and Zhao Kuo, as a Hall Master of the gang, held significant power and authority.

Having two guards was nothing unusual.

What's more, this area was Zhao Kuo's own turf, so there was no need to bring along more guards.

Soon, Zhao Kuo ascended the Tea House and, as usual, went straight to the Window Seat.

This spot was reserved for Zhao Kuo by the Tea House.

Every time he came, the table was already set with tea and some snacks.

Zhao Kuo sat by the window, savoring the fragrance of the fine tea while surveying the entire street below.

A pair of eyes roved over the passersby with a targeted and predatory gleam.

Su Chen, seated at a diagonal angle, saw this and couldn't help but shake his head.

This Zhao Kuo was exactly as Zhu Yan had said—fond of beautiful women.

And even more so, fond of married women!

The reason he came to the Tea House every day was to hunt for targets.

Those young maidens were merely secondary objectives.

His main targets were the decent-looking married women.

Once he spotted a target, Zhao Kuo would have someone tail her, then directly bring her back to his home by force.

Su Chen had inquired about the fates of the women taken back, and almost none had ever escaped Zhao Kuo's clutches.

As for the families torn apart, as long as they didn't make a fuss, they were left alone. But if they did, they were soon forced to disappear.

After observing for a short while, Su Chen suddenly saw Zhao Kuo bolt upright, his narrow eyes fixed on a Yellow-Clothed Woman below.

Clearly, he had found his target.

And it seemed she suited his tastes so well that he didn't even send his subordinates to follow her—he went himself.

Seeing this, Su Chen shook his head again. "If this guy finds out the woman is actually a man in disguise, I wonder what expression he'll make."

The moment Zhao Kuo locked onto the Yellow-Clothed Woman, Su Chen sensed something off about her.

The Disguise Technique he had been studying these past few days came into play, allowing him to see through the woman's disguise with just a few glances.

"Judging by this person's behavior, she seems to be deliberately luring Zhao Kuo. Could she have a grudge against him?"

By now, Zhao Kuo had already run downstairs and, led by the Yellow-Clothed Woman, was gradually moving out of Su Chen's sight.

Seeing this, Su Chen stood up, placed the meal money on the table, and followed after them.

Elsewhere.

Zhao Kuo, who had been trailing the Yellow-Clothed Woman, didn't notice anything amiss.

Before he knew it, she had led him into a secluded alley.

It wasn't until the Yellow-Clothed Woman stopped and turned to look back at him that Zhao Kuo sensed something strange.

He stared at her and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Someone who's here to kill you!"

The Yellow-Clothed Woman let out a cold snort, and with a slight flick of her arm, a long sword appeared in her hand.

Gripping the Precious Sword, she lunged at Zhao Kuo.