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Chapter 1997: New Identity

Zhang Zitong pouted playfully, replying, “So that was what sir thought of me all this time.”

Zu An was getting a headache. Why was it that no matter where he went, he always got involved with women? However, it did seem as if he needed her help in order to successfully infiltrate the Devil Sect’s general headquarters.

Zhang Zitong knew that Sir Eleven was likely still hesitant, so she had to prove her worth. She said, “The only issue is whether sir is able to change your appearance to look like Fang Biao. If you cannot, this plan will be completely useless.”

“That’s not an issue,” Zu An said. When he saw her stare straight at him, he could only addy impatiently, “Turn around.”

“Oh.” Zhang Zitong turned around, but she was full of curiosity.

I wonder what Sir Eleven really looks like...

Either way, judging from their interactions, she keenly sensed that he wasn\'t that old. At the very least, he had to be younger than the other golden token envoys. She wondered if he was the manly type or the pretty boy type.

Ah! I really want to turn around and sneak a look.

Even so, in the end, she decided to give up on that idea. If he let others find out his real identity, wouldn’t they be silenced immediately? Even though he didn’t seem like the ruthless type, she couldn\'t continue to test him again and again.

...

A while later, Zu An told Zhang Zitong that it was okay. She immediately turned around, and what she saw left her completely stunned.

Zu An did a ‘ta-da’ pose and asked, “So?”

Zhang Zitong’s expression changed. She quickly took two steps back and asked, “You... Who are you?”

Zu An replied with a sneer, “Who do you think I am?”

“Fang Biao, what did you do to Sir Eleven?” Zhang Zitong asked while looking all around her. In that instant, she even suspected that Fang Biao hadn’t died, and used this chance while she couldn\'t see and Sir Eleven was distracted to ambush him.

Looking at how she was shaking all over, Zu An said in annoyance, “I’m right here. Didn’t you tell me to turn into Fang Biao?”

When she heard his voice, Zhang Zitong was stunned. She asked uncertainly, “Are you really Sir Eleven?”

Zu An looked at her coldly, “I don’t wish to have such a meaningless conversation.”

Zhang Zitong finally sighed in relief and said, “Right, that’s Sir Eleven’s personality.” She moved closer curiously and couldn\'t help but reach out her hand to touch his face, remarking, “Isn’t this a bit too similar? It’s almost as if an exact copy was made.”

Zu An slapped her hand away and didn’t let her touch him. If she found out that he wasn’t wearing a mask, wouldn’t she die from alarm? If she just assumed that he had changed his appearance through common disguise techniques, his Face of a Thousand Identities skill wouldn’t be exposed.

“It’s only your voice that doesn’t quite sound right,” Zhang Zitong said as she snapped out of her daze. She had been scared so badly by his appearance just now, but now that she thought about it, his voice really didn’t match.

When he heard that, Zu An also felt a headache. If he wanted his voice to match too, he had to use the ‘Kawaii Waifu Voice Changer’, but that was something he absolutely couldn\'t let her know about. He said, “Wait for me here for a bit.”

Then, he vanished without a trace.

When she saw him disappear just like that, Zhang Zitong was once again amazed by Sir Eleven’s unfathomable cultivation. It seemed to be even more amazing than that of the former Chief Commander Zhuxie Chixin.

Hold on, I seem to have heard that Sir Eleven became the new chief commander.

But I still like calling him Sir Eleven more.

While she was in a daze, a gust of wind blew past. By the time she turned around, Sir Eleven was already back.

“What about now?” Zu An asked with Fang Biao’s voice. He had found an unfortunate soul to fool with the Kawaii Waifu Voice Changer, and now had an identical voice to Fang Biao. He had also changed into a set of Yin Yang Path clothes.

Zhang Zitong narrowed her eyes, asking, “Sir Eleven, what kind of injury did I have when you saved me last time?”

Zu An was speechless.

This woman is actually seriously worried that I\'m Fang Biao and won’t drop her guard even now...

He could only reply, “The poison you took yourself, on an impulse to end your own life.”

Zhang Zitong sighed in relief, saying, “Sir Eleven, you are just too amazing. Just how did you do it?”

“A secret,” Zu An said coldly.

Zhang Zitong said with a smile, “Even though your outer appearance and voice are the exact same, there is still one flaw.”

Zu An was stunned. He asked, “What is it?”

“The wretched and lewd aura he has,” Zhang Zitong said with a reddened face.

Zu An frowned. This was quite a tricky issue. He now had his status and cultivation to worry about. It did seem a bit unacceptable to pretend to have that kind of personality.

Zhang Zitong suddenly walked up to his side and put his arm around her waist. She could feel how tense he was and immediately said, “Sir, I am now Fang Biao’s female slave. If you aren’t even willing to touch me, everyone else will immediately find out that there’s something wrong.”

Oh my, why is Sir Eleven so tense? He isn’t a virgin, is he?

Zu An took a deep breath, saying, “Fine.”

“Sir...” Zhang Zitong was about to say something when she was interrupted.

Zu An replied, “What sir? From now on, you have to call me master.”

“Yes, master, Zhang Zitong said. She initially pursed her lips, but she discovered that it wasn’t hard for her to say that at all.

Zu An frowned, saying, “Your attitude is too agreeable. Since you were forcefully dominated by me, then you should hate me.”

Zhang Zitong shook her head. “Sir... Ahem, master, you don’t understand women. Even a woman who defends her chastity to the extreme, after being subdued eighteen times by a man, wouldn\'t be able to fully hate that man. Furthermore, Fang Biao is from the Yin Yang Path, so he definitely has his ways of subduing his women.”

Zu An felt that what she said carried some sense. As such, his hand tightened and he pulled her into his arms to get into the act.

When she felt his warm embrace, Zhang Zitong’s heart started pounding. Unfortunately, this man still had that hateful face. She really wondered what he really looked like.

...

Then, they began to discuss various things, including matching up their story to avoid being exposed.

The sky was already starting to darken when the two finally headed toward the docks. There was a large ship there. The various branches’ people had already gotten on, along with quite a few new faces, most likely the newcomers who had just been recruited.

Only the Yin Yang Path’s disciples were a bit restless, cursing the people around them. “You still haven’t found Boss Biao?”

“No, we looked everywhere,” the others said as they hung their heads dispiritedly.

The other factions noticed what was going on there too. Freedom Path’s Li Feiqing sneered and didn’t worry about it at all.

The Heavenly Devil School’s senior sister Pan strutted over and asked, “What’s wrong? That brat Fang Biao’s gone?”

The Yin Yang Path’s disciples hurriedly greeted her, saying, “Replying to senior sister Pan. Boss Biao brought some people with him to capture someone but hasn’t returned until now, so we\'re worried that something might’ve happened to him. We’ll have to trouble senior sister Pan to send some people to help us with our search.”

The Heavenly Devil School and Yin Yang Path had always been on good terms, so he didn’t feel as if there was anything wrong with this kind of request.

Senior sister Pan replied with a smile, “Capture someone? It’s probably a woman, right? That Fang Biao is probably enjoying himself somewhere, so I definitely don’t want to ruin his happiness.”

The Yin Yang Path’s people were getting a bit worried. He said, “Even so, it’s already been so long that it\'s a bit worrisome. Boss Biao should know that it\'s almost time to leave...”

Li Feiqing was getting a bit annoyed now. He retorted, “Are we all going to wait for him alone? It’s not as if it’s the first time he’s done something like this, so what\'s there to worry about?”

The entire ship became a bit noisy. There were some who supported the ship leaving, while others advised them to wait a bit longer. The two sides were actually equal in number.

In the end, their gazes landed on a certain fatty and they asked, “Fatty Hu, what do you think?”

“I say we wait a bit,” Fatty Hu said. He was smiling, but he was actually full of curses inside.

What the hell is up with Brother Lu? Why isn’t he here yet?