Can You Teach Me the Art of Disguise

Su Li nodded, a little excited. This was the legendary disguise technique; it was really rare to see it in person!

Bai Piwu showed Su Li how to fit the mask closely to the face, then used some special makeup-like powder to make the mask look more natural.

After about the time of a incense stick burning, Su Li's delicate and pretty face in the mirror transformed into another man's handsome and refined face.

Su Li looked at the mirror in amazement—she had changed her face!

Su Li was extremely excited and winked at Xiao Zhetian, realizing this mask was truly magical—she couldn't detect the slightest flaw even when blinking!

“Mr. Bai, your disguise technique is really amazing!” Su Li sincerely admired Bai Piwu, while a small thought arose in her mind—if she could learn this disguise technique, it might come in handy someday.

Bai Piwu cupped his hands and said, “I have learned disguise techniques from my master since I was young and have fully inherited his true teachings.”

“Then can you teach me? Even just the basics?” Su Li asked eagerly.

Bai Piwu showed a troubled expression, then suddenly knelt down with a thud, nervously saying, “Madam, I can teach you the usage method. But the technique of making disguise masks is a family secret passed down from my sect and cannot be revealed to outsiders. Please understand!”

As Bai Piwu spoke, he closed his eyes and knelt on the ground, feeling uneasy inside.

He knew the importance of this madam to Xiao Zhetian, and he also knew refusing Su Li was a huge risk—if she got angry, his life might be in danger!

Sure enough, as soon as Bai Piwu finished speaking, the aura around Xiao Zhetian suddenly turned sharp and cold. Bai Piwu was scared stiff, trembling on the ground, but he gritted his teeth—his master treated him like a father, and he could not betray his master's teachings.

Just as Bai Piwu nervously awaited Su Li's anger, he heard her quickly say, “Ah, Mr. Bai, don't be afraid. I was just asking casually. If you don't want to teach me, that's fine—I won't force you.”

Bai Piwu was stunned again—this madam had such a good temper?

“Mr. Bai, please get up. Don't kneel.” Su Li said gently.

Bai Piwu looked at Su Li, then at Xiao Zhetian, and saw that the killing aura around Xiao Zhetian vanished after Su Li spoke.

Bai Piwu was sweating coldly, got up from the ground, feeling his legs weak and his face pale.

Seeing Bai Piwu's state, Su Li knew she had scared him and felt very guilty, quickly apologizing, “Mr. Bai, I was just asking casually. Sorry for scaring you.”

Bai Piwu was overwhelmed with gratitude. He never expected the madam to apologize to a lowly martial artist like him. He hurriedly said, “No, no, madam, your understanding means a lot to me.”

“Ah, it's my fault for being too forward. I'm just a cook, a craftsman like you. I wouldn't casually share my secret recipes either. Your disguise technique is a unique skill in the world and naturally can't be easily passed on. I shouldn't have asked so recklessly. Mr. Bai, please don't take offense,” Su Li said.

Bai Piwu was deeply moved. No one had ever respected him like this before, especially since Su Li was so favored by Xiao Zhetian and yet so understanding. Bai Piwu felt warmth in his heart and said, “Madam, I'll make a few more masks for you. You can keep them and wear them for fun!”