“Fei Ge, are we sleeping in the same room tonight?”
After Bai Feng entered the room, he realised it was just a single room, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
“No choice, since you’re now covering for my future identity, and we’re pretending to be a couple in public, it wouldn’t make sense to sleep separately.”
“But don’t worry, I booked the presidential suite, so you can sleep inside later, and I’ll sleep outside!”
When Xu Fei spoke to Bai Feng, his tone was serious, not at all like someone who’d take advantage.
Hearing this, Bai Feng walked past the door to check, and indeed, there was another bedroom inside, which eased his mind considerably, though a faint sense of disappointment unexpectedly surfaced.
But Bai Feng couldn’t show it, so he went alone into the inner room.
At that moment, Xu Fei lay on the bed, watching Bai Feng head to the bathroom to freshen up, soon hearing the sound of running water, while he took out his phone to call Bai Zhan.
“Bai Zhan, how’s the person I asked you to arrange?”
Bai Zhan responded immediately.
“Don’t worry, Major, everything’s set, this guy will head to Country R with you tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Xu Fei felt reassured, gave Bai Zhan a few more instructions, then hung up.
Previously, Xu Fei had made other arrangements, deliberately asking Bai Zhan to find a skilled craftsman to create a replica of his human-skin mask, then find someone to wear it and go to Country R.
Though this human-skin mask wasn’t as perfect as Duanmu Yun’s masterpiece, it was still hard to tell apart from the real thing.
Xu Fei’s plan was to have this person go to Country R to deliberately draw the attention of the Kawashima family.
He’d even arranged a fake-death plan for later.
Once the Kawashima family believed the person who “died” was him, his plan to impersonate Kawashima Ichifu’s disciple and infiltrate the Kawashima family would be halfway to success.
After the call, the sound of water in the bathroom hadn’t stopped, and Xu Fei wanted to freshen up, but there was only one bathroom.
Feeling a bit bored, Xu Fei took out the mask he’d prepared earlier.
Xu Fei channelled his inner energy, and soon the small orb flattened in his palm, then he put the mask on.
After wearing it, Xu Fei found a mirror to inspect it, couldn’t help but praise Duanmu Yun’s exquisite craftsmanship.
This mask was crafted by Duanmu Yun, blending Xu Fei’s face, Kawashima Ichifu’s, and another generic face.
So, it only resembled Xu Fei, but anyone sharp would notice the differences.
Xu Fei wanted that resemblance to Kawashima Ichifu, though not to the extent of posing as his son or anything.
But Xu Fei knew that Kawashima Ichifu’s death was a significant loss for the faction in the Kawashima family that supported him, and the family would surely hope for his resurrection.
This massive expectation had been unfulfilled, so if Xu Fei stepped in now, with a mask resembling Kawashima Ichifu, they’d be more likely to accept him.
Such psychological tactics were second nature to Xu Fei.
Wearing it tonight was also good, as it let Bai Feng get used to this face, avoiding any slip-ups if he suddenly wore it later.
But Xu Fei didn’t expect Bai Feng to take so long bathing, and while waiting, he fell asleep.
