"Isn't it surprising? I was clearly left unsure of life and death, so why did I suddenly Su Xing? You specially used Poisoned Silver Needle to break my True Qi and kill me. Why couldn't it even pierce my skin?"
Qiu Tianrui grinned and said, "Haven't you heard of the art of Disguise Technique, where someone can substitute another's identity? It's just a face. It's really too easy to fool you all."
While speaking, Qiu Tianrui, sitting on the hospital bed, reached out and gently wiped his face. Suddenly, that face rippled like flowing water and gradually distorted. Quickly, a face completely different from Qiu Tianrui's appeared, presenting itself before the man's eyes.
"Third Young Master of Lu Family, it's you."
Upon seeing this face, the man suddenly cried out in shock, his entire body becoming exceptionally vigilant. His muscles instantly tensed to the maximum, his complexion as if he had seen a ghost.
