So Ye Mujing tentatively said, "I heard Prince Ding was seriously injured and had been recuperating. But you look completely unharmed now. Wouldn't that count as deceiving the throne?"
Wang Yue was already prepared to act. Seeing that the Third Prince of North Liang was still trying to test him, he said with an odd expression, "I've never seen anyone so eager to die. Are you really not afraid I'll kill you?"
The Third Prince of North Liang sensed the murderous intent in Wang Yue's voice and was genuinely startled. He could tell Wang Yue really was considering killing him, and asked in shock, "What do you mean? Are you actually planning to kill me? Aren't you afraid that'll start a war between our countries?"
Wang Yue shook his head carelessly and said with disdain, "Why would I be afraid? I'm not really Prince Ding!"
The Third Prince of North Liang was dumbfounded. He stared at Wang Yue's face, absolutely certain he hadn't mistaken him, and said in confusion, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
"I'd recognize that face even if it were reduced to ashes. You're Prince Ding, no doubt about it!"
Wang Yue shrugged. To impersonate Prince Ding long-term, he had specially made a lifelike mask of the prince. Seeing that the Third Prince of North Liang didn't believe him, he casually peeled it off, revealing his own face beneath.
He waved Prince Ding's mask in his hand, then smiled mockingly. "Look, I told you I'm not Prince Ding. Why don't you believe me?"
The Third Prince of North Liang was only stunned by the mask for a moment. Once he realized Wang Yue really wasn't Prince Ding, he was no longer so afraid.
He gave a cold laugh. "Since you're not Prince Ding, all I have to do is shout,