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"No matter how much of a monster he is, he is still a child inexperienced in the ways of the world," Lu Liao mused to himself as he walked inside his tent.

After carefully locking the door, he sat on a stool.

"Kahaha, now my work here is almost done, and about the news, I should deliver them soon," he thought as he slowly touched his face, pulling up his mask.

Instantly, his face transformed, revealing a man with distinctive scars on both of his eyes, and his face was entirely covered with scars, making him look ugly.

"I can\'t believe I managed to get into the camp with just these masks on," he thought as his hands were still shaking. Not only had he tricked the terrifying senses of the second-stage martial artist, but he had also managed to deceive the ancestor of the Lu family.

He looked at the mask as if he couldn\'t believe his eyes.

"I am just a third-stage martial artist, and I have to undertake such a dangerous mission," the man cursed, unable to bear the thought of the potential consequences he might face if discovered.

"Now it is time to inform the Xia family about all the information," he sighed in relief and closed his eyes to rest.

After resting for some time, he finally opened his eyes and reached inside his own mouth, retrieving a tightly wrapped piece of paper from between his teeth.

As he unwrapped the paper, although the wrapped paper looked small, the total length after unwrapping was surprisingly large.

He took a pen and started jotting down all the information he had recorded from the Lu family, writing it to the minute details especially Lu Zhen\'s strategy.

After an hour or so, the paper was filled with small writings that covered the entirety of one side.

The man looked satisfied with his work and carefully folded the paper until it fit in his fist.

However, as he was folding the paper, the writing seemed to be erased as time passed.

"Now it\'s time to deliver it." His expression turned bitter, but determination glinted in his eyes.

He took a bamboo pipe and wrapped the paper back to its previous size, which could even fit between his teeth.

As he completely folded the paper, he put it into his bamboo pipe, which almost perfectly fitted his paper.

"Now, this should be fine." The scarred man quickly went to his door and opened it to look outside.

His expression turned relieved, seeing no one in sight.

However, he went back to put his mask on just in case. The moment he did, his aura entirely changed to that of a second-stage martial artist, and his entire demeanour seemed to have changed. His back naturally became hunched, while his hair returned to white again from its initial black colour.

"Sigh, I was more handsome than before; now I look…" He just shook his head as he returned outside again.

"It\'s time to do it." He put the bamboo in his mouth and blew on one side of the bamboo pipe as hard as he could while calculating the distance.

The paper was sent hurtling through the air in the direction of the Xia family camp.

"That should be the correct direction." The scarred man, or rather Lu Liao, thought as he nodded his head with a satisfied expression.

As the small paper was sent hurtling, it was swiftly caught by a bird which went directly to the Xia family camp.

"Welp, my job here is almost done. I should make my escape when the battle escalates tomorrow."

"Eh." Suddenly, his survival instinct flared as he felt an ominous feeling.

He was about to turn his head back before he could even do that; his vision dimmed as the world around him became blurred.

"What is happening?" Lu Liao fell to the floor as his eyes closed.

"How interesting." Lu Zhen materialized as he looked at him with interest.

"The plan worked." He thought as Lu Zhen walked up to him and pulled his face. As expected, a human-skin mask came out, revealing a face fully scarred, and the hunchback of the man became straight. His aura changed from a second-stage martial artist to a third-stage martial artist.

"Thank you for this human-skin mask; that will definitely be useful in the future," Lu Zhen said as a smirk appeared on his face.

With his significantly improved brainpower, Lu Zhen\'s thinking and cognitive abilities had reached a level where martial artists were no match for him. At least, Lu Zhen had never encountered a martial artist who could separate his consciousness in two. This capability could be terrifying in combat, but it still wasn\'t in a usable phase until now.

So, with his modern world knowledge and enhanced cognitive power, Lu Zhen found it relatively easy to make a quick plan that left everyone shocked. However, this was just a ploy by him to find the spy.

"You can come in now."

"Yes, young master." As the soldiers hesitatingly entered, they saw a fully scarred man sleeping on the floor.

"Eh, where is Grand Elder Liao?"

"Don\'t ask what you shouldn\'t. Put him in a temporary prison for now." Lu Zhen had already looted the most valuable mask from the guy so the others weren\'t much useful as he had checked with his mental energy.

"Yes, young master," the two guards hurriedly said as they carried the man to the prison.

"I will interrogate these guys later," Lu Zhen thought with a glint in his eyes.

"Xia family, you will be exterminated soon," he muttered to himself as he took out a paper with a message from his mother, Lu Ying.

"She will be coming tomorrow. With her and me combined, it shouldn\'t be hard to deal with that guy."