Song Qingshu looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Prince of Northern Tranquility invited Wu Tiande. If I go in his place, do you take Prince of Northern Tranquility for a blind man?"
Han Tuozhou revealed a mysterious smile and clapped toward the room behind him. An old man emerged from the inner chamber.
Han Tuozhou pulled him over and introduced him. "Old Master Yi is a Master of Disguise. With those skillful hands of his, he can make you look exactly like Wu Tiande."
Song Qingshu was startled. Were there other masters of disguise in this world? Wouldn't that mean his greatest trump card...
The old man stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "If you wanted to disguise yourself as someone else, this old man truly couldn't make it flawless. But Wu Tiande? That huge beard of his is the best possible cover for his face."
Song Qingshu nodded inwardly in deep agreement. Linghu Chong had impersonated Wu Tiande, yet not a single person in Lin'an City had recognized him. Aside from the fact that Wu Tiande had gone to live in Quanzhou during his youth and his father, Wu Ting, was already dead, the most important reason was that thick beard. Everyone only vaguely remembered that distinctive circle of facial hair, to the point that his actual face had instead become rather blurred in their memories.
Han Tuozhou continued, "The competition is tomorrow. I can't let Tiande take even the slightest risk, so I'm keeping him in the mansion to rest and conserve his strength. I hope you'll attend the banquet in his place, Qingshu. With your intelligence and martial arts, even if there truly is some trap at the banquet, I'm sure it won't trouble you."
Song Qingshu frowned. That was true enough.