Rivalry between Groups

Liu Feng was grinning. He rubbed his hands together. 

"Your Majesty. The merchants will be out of their minds if they understand that it was you and not some other normal boy. Doing this will mean that any disrespect that they commit will have to be punished." an elderly voice was saying.

"Just complete the makeup. I need to be unrecognizable at the end of this." Liu Feng said.

"Yes, Your Majesty." an old woman said with a great deal of hesitation.

Liu Feng was in a well lit room. He was seated in front of a mirror, and behind him, an old woman was standing there with a few brushes in her hand. There were hair and costumes everywhere, and it looked like a scene from a news station, where the costume wardrobe was throwing a party.

Liu Feng himself looked different. In different, he looked unrecognizable. Truly, even if his mother came here, she wouldn't be able to recognize him immediately and even given some time, it would be difficult.