Precious Treasure

Shangguan Fei again reminded Long Fanyun to stay low. "Don't raise your head so high. Walk more casually. Don't always have your knife in your hand. Mind your eyes in particular—you have to look less defensive. Okay, that's better," he said.

Shangguan Fei had a set of well-established disguising skills. Long Fanyun, however, could still be recognized as a swordsman from the Great Snowmountain no matter how much he tried to disguise himself. After all, his pride was difficult to hide.

"Even the Dragon King does not put on airs as you do," Shangguan Fei grumbled. He disguised himself perfectly as an elder who looked sad. His facial expression came naturally when he thought to himself that he was in the enemy's territory, and he might be killed at any moment.

He, however, regained his composure when he walked into a shop. The place was full of businessmen, but none recognized that he was the son of the Supreme King.