Hearing the commotion outside, Qi Fang's expression changed drastically. She still vividly remembered how Zhang San and Li Si had slaughtered everyone aboard the ship and taken her captive here.
Zhou Zhiruo's expression was equally grave. During her time on Hero's Island, she had roughly learned the level of the two Reward Good, Punish Evil Envoys' martial arts. She did not fear either one alone, but against both, she would surely lose. And there were dozens of such envoys on this island.
Song Qingshu, who had been forcing the poison from his body on the bed, heard the disturbance and stopped his cultivation before coming out. He signaled for the two women not to panic and told them to get onto the bed first. After all, if those men came in and saw two women sitting perfectly fine in the room, they would inevitably grow suspicious.
Qi Fang blushed and hesitated, but Zhou Zhiruo was quick-witted and immediately understood her husband's intent. Pulling Qi Fang along, she flashed forward and slipped beneath the covers, leaving only their two lovely faces exposed.
Song Qingshu secretly marveled. After not seeing her for some time, Zhiruo's qinggong had improved by several degrees.
After confirming once more that there was nothing wrong with the mask on his face, Song Qingshu climbed onto the bed and lay between the two women. Only then did he clear his throat and call toward the door, "No visitors. This young master is busy."
After years of practice, he had long since perfected the art of impersonation. To pose as someone else, matching their build and appearance was not enough; one also had to imitate their personality, habits, and manner of speech almost perfectly. Otherwise, an observant person could easily spot the flaws.
Putting himself in the other man's