Chapter 1792: Chapter 1792: Is This Really My Master?
Later, when I saw his talent was good, I accepted him as a disciple. After he learned the Disguise Technique, he became less obsessed with his disfigured appearance, because I allowed him to choose between showing his true face to the world or wearing a mask since his face was ruined.
As Fu Jian, sometimes he wore a mask, and other times he revealed his disfigured true face. After becoming Zhu Haisheng, Fu Jian wore Zhu Haisheng’s face. I always knew about his plan for revenge!"
Jia Ren looked at Jin Xuyao, spread his hands, and said, "I am a man of the martial world, the grievances of the Imperial Court have nothing to do with me, so don’t glare at me like that. You are also my disciple. If you had asked for my help, I would have helped you too."
Jin Xuyao glared at him and gritted his teeth, saying, "So, did you accept me as a disciple because of what he said? Is that why you betrayed me like this?"
"Of course not!" Jia Ren replied, "I accepted you as my disciple because I saw we had a teacher-student connection. I’m getting old, and my school has a rule that each master must accept two craftsmen in their lifetime. I got used to being a loner, and after taking Fu Jian as a disciple early on, I hadn’t had the chance to take another.
When I saw you, I felt it was an opportunity, that my second disciple had arrived, so I accepted you as my disciple."
"Then why did you harm me?"
Jia Ren sighed and said, "This matter starts with Fu Jian. In truth, his skills were not refined. The first time he made a false face for you, the second time it was completely wrong, unnatural, and obviously fake. Later, he had to come to me for help.
I agreed to help, but I had one condition. As I mentioned before, when I first saw you, I felt a teacher-student connection. My condition was that you must also become my disciple. The tradition we live by is that each person must take on two disciples, understand?"
Ha, understand?
In fact, you were just filling a quota. This strange man was like a migrating bird who lived alone in the mountains and forests.
Yet everyone had always thought he changed faces frequently, hiding among the crowd.
"You were young then, you would grow up, and I had to change your face once a year, otherwise others would notice. However, altering the appearance through face-changing is noticeably different from the natural change from growing up. To avoid being recognized, Fu Jian would not let you interact much with others, or leave the villa for this reason, for fear of exposure."
Jin Xuyao’s face turned pale, he had been moved for so many years, always thinking that it was because he escaped the villa that year to play, was caught by bad people, and that his father was frightened to the point of falling ill for a long time.
He wasn’t let outside the villa because of concern that the only son would come out.
He thought it was a morbid love for his only relative, but it was merely a trap.
Of course, it was a fake, his own face was fake, so where would real affection come from?
Jin Xuyao gave a bitter laugh, nodded with a hint of despair, and said, "So you all conspired to calculate against me like this?"
Jia Ren perhaps knew he was in the wrong and did not argue.
Jin Xuyao asked again, "You didn’t teach me how to take off this face, was that also because of Fu Jian?"
Jia Ren lightly nodded and said, "Yes, I promised him I would keep this secret. But I only gave him twenty years. If within twenty years he hasn’t accomplished what he set out to do, I will teach you. After all, these skills cannot be lost, right?"
Ha ha...
What else could he say?
