Once he was certain the figure opposite him wasn't alive, Lin Feng had no more worries. He formed a seal with his right hand and held his left hand level, making sure he could unleash [fa][fa][fa] at any moment, but held off on attacking.
He stood the feather duster to one side.
Putting on a fake smile, Lin Feng began trying to establish a connection.
In the dark alley, Lin Feng stood straight and tall, his expression solemn, his bearing almost divine.
His voice rang loud and clear.
His delivery overflowed with emotion.
His words tugged at the heartstrings.
From four or five meters away, Lin Feng said, "You look so familiar. You look just like my maternal grandma who passed away. Maternal Grandma, my dear Maternal Grandma, how did you find me?
"Maternal Grandma, do you know how much I've missed you? Maternal Grandma, my dear Maternal Grandma!"
His pitch rose at the end of that last line, delivered in a wooden monotone with a hint of a sob.
He would start with a bluff and see if he could fish out any information.
Throughout his clumsy performance, Lin Feng struggled to keep his expression steady and stop himself from laughing.
The "Maternal Grandma" opposite him played along. She tottered toward him, pulling a folded yellow talisman out of her clothes, and smiled kindly at him.
She even dabbed at the corners of her eyes, as if deeply moved!
Lin Feng watched the drool trickling from her mouth.
He curled his lip.
For fuck's sake.
They were both equally bad at this.
Neither could even fake it convincingly.
Those eyes, entirely black without a trace of white, stared fixedly at Lin Feng.
Like an anaconda that had locked onto its prey.
Lin Feng chose to take it as a