The eunuch trembled all over from the kick. He hurriedly crawled to Chu Xuanzhen's boots and knelt, cold sweat pouring down as he begged:
"Your Highness, I only did as I was told! I don't know anything else!"
Perhaps the sight of Chu Xuanzhen kicking someone had terrified the child who had kept his head lowered.
He knelt as well and began banging his head against the ground. Su Shang stepped forward, pulled the child up, and gripped his chin to examine him closely. To his astonishment, the child's face was almost identical to the young master's.
Except for those pitch-black eyes. He remembered that the young master's eyes were golden, but this child's were not.
Chu Xuanzhen noticed Su Shang's stunned expression and shot a vicious glance over. When he saw the child's face, so much like Shen Yangge's, the chill surrounding him instantly intensified.
"My lord, this is a disguise."
"A disguise?"
"Yes. This is not his real face."
As he spoke, Su Shang felt around the child's face with his fingers, finally finding a flaw where the ear met the cheek.
He rubbed the nearly imperceptible seam, then slowly peeled up a corner of the human-skin mask.
The child did not dare move the entire time. He was so frightened that he even held back his tears, doing nothing but trembling. Had his breathing not remained steady, everyone present would have suspected he was about to faint.
Once the mask had been removed completely, Su Shang pushed the child toward the guard behind him and gave the guard a look.
The guard grabbed the child by the back of his collar and nodded to show he understood.
The eunuch was still kowtowing. He had battered his forehead bloody, and the blood was about to splash onto Chu