Chapter 1092: Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Six: New Identity Chapter 1092: Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Six: New Identity After waving goodbye to the chubby swordsman, Brother Tian pushed Luo Tang’s wheelchair cheerfully in the opposite direction.
Judging that they were heading back towards the city, Tang Luo pulled a long face and said helplessly, “Do we really have to go back to Chaochang? The Xiang Family has gone mad looking for you, going back directly might not be a good idea, right?”
“Oh, don’t worry!” Brother Tian, pushing the wheelchair, laughed, “I’ve prepared several identities in the city. When the ti cos, just a little change of appearance and no one will know it’s . I’ve even thought up an identity for you!”
“What identity?”
“You are Luo Tang, my cousin brother, who has contracted a serious illness and is paralyzed. You’re coming to Chaochang to seek dical treatnt.”
As he spoke, the deep male voice of Brother Tian gradually beca clear and bright, even gaining a delicate femininity unique to won. Curious, Tang Luo turned to look and was so shocked he almost fell out of the wheelchair.
The Brother Tian, who was dressed in an official’s uniform, had transford into a young widow, about thirty-one or two years old, with an attractive lon-seed face, brows as slender as paintings, eyes twinkling like stars, a petite yet upright nose, and cherry lips that were thin and rosy. Her lips curved down slightly at the corners, expressing a faint inevitable sorrow.
The woman was thin, and the large military uniform hung loosely on her, revealing her distinct collarbone. Her expressive eyes were filled with longing and grief for the past.
In appearance and deanor, she seed very much like a woman who had recently lost her spouse. Such a transformation was completed in the blink of an eye, leaving Tang Luo speechless.
The transford beautiful woman, now Brother Tian, spoke again, “Starting today, I am your Sister Xiu’er, living in North City Hutong, South City. I beca ill a few years after losing my husband and returned ho to visit my family. This year, I’m bringing my cousin brother back to Chaochang to seek dical treatnt. Got it?”
Tang Luo always felt that Brother Tian used to speak brashly, but now there was an inexplicable softness, especially when he referred to himself as Sister Xiu’er, it sounded so natural as if it ca straight from the heart.
Perfecting the art of disguise to such an extent was no longer just about skill. The imitation of mannerisms and tone nearly reached the level of art.
Still, Tang Luo couldn’t accept the fact that a man dressing as a woman could seem even more feminine than a real woman. Unable to bear looking directly, he turned his head and suggested, “Dressing as a woman is indeed a good idea, and the Xiang Family would never suspect you of disguising yourself as a young widow, but we’re still in the tunnel now, can’t you act normal for a bit?”
“Even though the Yun Family’s art of disguise is unparalleled, this complete imitation including tone and mannerisms—if you get too deep into character, are you sure it won’t leave any lasting issues? If you ask , when it’s just the two of us, you should stop using that feminine voice, it’s creepy!”
“Humph!” Stretching out her hand to tap Tang Luo’s head, Sister Xiu’er reprimanded in a soft voice, “Starting now, I am your sister, don’t be so disrespectful!”
Getting his head tapped wasn’t a big deal, but the soft, sticky sound of the woman’s voice was unbearable. Tang Luo rolled up his sleeve in exasperation and pleaded, “Please don’t talk like that, look at all the goosebumps you’ve given ! Can’t you just use your original voice?”
Clenching her teeth, Sister Xiu’er gripped the armrest of the wheelchair tightly and said word by word, “This, is, my, real, voice!”
Even if Tang Luo was sowhat slow to catch on, by now he had realized, “You are a woman?”
“Hmph.” Sister Xiu’er gave him a contemptuous look, “What about it, do you look down on won?”
“No, no, not at all,” replied Tang Luo, his head shaking like a rattle, “just this sudden change, I need so ti to accept it. Why don’t you talk with your previous voice for now, my mind is a bit scrambled!”
“Such a hassle,” Sister Xiu’er grumbled under her breath in a masculine voice before continuing, “Is this better now, comfortable?”
“Much better,” Tang Luo turned his head away, his back to Sister Xiu’er as he said, “Thanks.”
After an awkward silence, Tang Luo asked, “Are you really a woman?”
Sister Xiu’er gave no response, which elicited an embarrassed laugh from Tang Luo, “Heh… hehe… just asking, no other aning.”
Stopping in front of a dark room, Sister Xiu’er turned to Tang Luo, “You’ll rest here tonight. I’m going to get a suitable set of clothes. We’ll enter the city early tomorrow morning. Also, in case there’s a random check by the guards, you’ll need to have your background story straight, like where you’re from, how many people are in your family, what kind of house you live in, your parents’ nas and ages, what business the family has, how much land you own. We’ll go over it when I get back.”
“Should I make it up now?” Tang Luo asked, puzzled, “Haven’t you already prepared this identity for ?”
“It might be too complicated for you to rember so many details in one night; you co up with it and I’ll rember it. That way, it’s less likely to go wrong!”
Specially trained, Sister Xiu’er naturally had an impeccable story prepared for this identity. However, due to the high error rate of orally conveying such details in a short ti, she chose to have Tang Luo co up with the story and morize it herself, maximizing consistency between their testimonies.
“Who are you looking down on? I have a great mory, I’ll have you know!” Tang Luo crossed his arms and said discontentedly, “Just use yours, at most one… two tis, and I’ll be able to rember it almost perfectly, guaranteed no problems!”
Rolling her eyes secretly, Sister Xiu’er suddenly leaned close to the wheelchair and whispered in a sweet, nauseatingly coaxing voice into Tang Luo’s ear, “Little brother, are you sure you want sister to talk to you in this voice, hmm?”
Tang Luo shook to the core, moving his head far away, “No need, no need, I’ll co up with it, I’ll co up with it. Please, be normal, don’t suddenly do such weird things!”
“Hmph.” Sister Xiu’er, looking like a victorious general, straightened up and stretched, then walked toward the other end of the passageway.
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Twentieth-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month
The vast city of Chaochang bustled daily with countless rchants and footn coming and going. As a tropolis of millions, everyone was in a hurry, engrossed in their own affairs.
In such a crowded city, even the guards at the city gates couldn’t possibly observe every single person entering or leaving. Oftentis, even the most wanted could sneak past them with a simple change of attire.
The saying “The best place to hide is in plain sight” probably referred to situations like this, as if the city-wide sought-after Ghost Assassin, having donned won’s clothes, brazenly appeared in South City, even pushing a wheelchair.
The woman’s beautiful appearance turned heads, and the young man in the wheelchair naturally attracted attention to varying degrees.
Perhaps out of shyness, the young man continuously covered his mouth and nose with his hand, revealing only his eyes, while his forehead was hidden by the bangs on his head.
The pretty woman pushed the wheelchair into North City Alley under the watchful eyes of the public. She thought she just needed to follow the house numbers to return to the small courtyard previously arranged, but unexpectedly, they were blocked at the entrance.
A group of street urchins ran out of the houses with steel forks and long sticks, confronting Tang Luo and his sister, gathering a crowd of neighbors.
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