Chapter 1778: Chapter 1778: Fear
Who understands better than he does what this means?
He looked at Jin Zijin, then at Jin Luoyin, tears unknowingly streaming down his face.
Everything he couldn’t comprehend or see clearly seemed to be gradually coming into focus. Seeing them, he couldn’t face them with this face. It’s laughable—he’s grown up this much and yet has never seen his true appearance, doesn’t know what he really looks like.
He seems to have some understanding of why Jian Shiqing ran—it’s fear, the fear of not knowing how to face it.
Jian Shiqing is avoiding, and he, Zhu Yiping, also wants to flee!
Jian Shiqing probably knows something too, but what he knows might be another trap, or another truth.
"If it’s a human skin mask, then it’s difficult!" Lun Yu rarely looks serious, and he says to Jin Zijin, "Prince, if this really is a human skin mask, I guess it was lifted from the real Zhu Haisheng’s face, more likely... it has already fused with this face."
"What can we do? We’re experts, so we can tell it’s fake, but if you find someone who isn’t, they might just see a piece of skin falling from his neck." Jin Luoyin bites her lip with worry all over her face, "Ordinary people don’t believe in such unbelievable things, it doesn’t prove he’s not the owner of the manor!"
Jin Luoyin looks at the blank-faced Zhu Yiping and says, "Zhu, big brother, do you have a way to open it?"
Zhu Yiping is not immersed in his own world, he hasn’t heard a word of Jin Luoyin’s, thinking only of all those years, those causes and effects.
That year, he cannot even remember what year it was, vaguely recalling someone smiling at him, asking him to call him mentor. After officially becoming his apprentice, he gave him some medicine, then he fell asleep and woke up with a ripping pain on his face.
Back then, he didn’t understand, but after growing up, he realized that person was his mentor, who would always come to secretly see him, and when he grew up, he would change his skin and casually teach him some skills of making masks.
He used to come often, in those fast-growing years, he’d come every year. After he slowly grew up, his face settled, and he no longer came. It’s been three years since then, and he doesn’t know when he will come next.
He said it was a secret between them, so he assumed his father didn’t know. Now it seems he did know; it’s very likely that person was him.
If it really is this corpse, then he would never come again, and he would have to wear this face for a lifetime.
Zhu Yiping’s face is full of despair.
No, that’s not right!
Suddenly thinking of something, the despair in his eyes gave way to a glimmer of light.
No, no! If the mysterious mentor is Fu Jian, as they say, and right in front of him, then why did he teach him the craft of mask making and always have him call him mentor?
If it were Fu Jian, it would be easy for him to harm him, just by not telling him about the masks.
Every time he took his medicine, he lost consciousness, and waking the next day with burning pain on his face, he knew his face was changed once again.
So Fu Jian is not the mysterious mentor.
Who is he?
He has to find him, he wants his own face...
With this thought, his legs lifted uncontrollably.
He wants to escape from here, just like Jian Shiqing.
"Zhu, big brother, what’s wrong?"
As he was about to flee, he heard Jin Luoyin’s voice.
