“In the next couple of days, I’ve been preparing for the past month, and now I’m just about ready to set off!”
Later, Lin Qingxue personally cooked breakfast for the family, after which they went their separate ways to work and school.
Xu Fei stayed at home, then drove straight to a certain place.
This was Duanmu Yun’s residence.
Xu Fei’s visit to Duanmu Yun this time had a clear purpose.
He felt that going to eliminate the Kawashima family couldn’t be done so openly as a lone individual.
That would likely lead him into an enemy ambush or trap.
So, Xu Fei decided to disguise himself and assume a new identity.
He had quietly considered this issue before, and after much thought, he decided that posing as Kawashima Ichiro’s disciple was a rather good approach.
Initially, Xu Fei had wanted to impersonate Kawashima Ichiro himself, as with Duanmu Yun’s help, creating a lifelike human skin mask would be feasible.
As for the language of Country R, Xu Fei, having undergone training as a top warrior, still had it all clear in his mind, no problem at all.
But after further thought, this plan seemed a bit risky.
After all, Xu Fei wasn’t very familiar with the inner workings of the Kawashima family, he felt that if he went in blindly, even though the human skin mask could fool others without any flaws, if someone in the Kawashima family who knew Kawashima Ichiro well asked about past events, Xu Fei wouldn’t be able to answer and would give himself away.
So, after much deliberation, Xu Fei decided it was better to pose as Kawashima Ichiro’s disciple.
Conveniently, he still had the Kawashima family badge, which Kawashima Ichiro had given him long ago.
This way, fabricating a disciple’s identity, claiming the family badge was passed from master to disciple, seemed quite reasonable.
When Xu Fei explained his request to Duanmu Yun, the latter agreed readily.
Duanmu Yun was quite grateful to Xu Fei by now.
Although Xu Fei had taken down the Red Buddha Society single-handedly because of his own affairs, it had indirectly avenged Duanmu Yun as well.
“Hand over the photos, same as usual, wait there, and I’ll be done quickly!”
After Duanmu Yun spoke, Xu Fei handed over a photo of Kawashima Ichiro, pre-saved on his phone from surveillance footage, along with another photo for reference.
Then he went to sit in a corner to drink tea.
About twenty minutes later, Duanmu Yun returned, holding a small cloth bag containing the human skin mask specially made for Xu Fei.
“We’re both cultivators, and this time you’re crossing the ocean to a foreign land, the danger level is definitely high, so I’ve made some adjustments to this prop.”
At this point, Duanmu Yun gave Xu Fei a small demonstration.
He held a translucent, flesh-coloured small ball in his hand, and the next moment, after a surge of true qi, the small ball began to unfold, eventually turning into a mask.
Then the mask fitted perfectly onto his face, showing no flaws from the outside.
