Not Stealing

It had never taken her so much effort before to pretend to be somebody else, but this time, her opponent was Mr. Sakiya, who was supposedly the cleverest man in the Dongsang Kingdom. She couldn't afford to make any mistakes, or she would be doomed.

These woods were filled with Dongsang assassins. If her cover was blown, she could only imagine how miserable her death would be.

Feng Wu made Bu Jingyu tell her all his habits and how he interacted with Mr. Sakiya.

Bu Jingyu panicked when he saw Feng Wu put on his robe.

"What are you doing?" Bu Jingyu's voice shook.

Feng Wu smiled at him. "What do you think?"

She quickly put on her mask in front of him.

Because she had to copy Bu Jingyu's expressions to a tee, she was more careful than ever.

She deliberately agitated Bu Jingyu so that she could see how Bu Jingyu looked when he was shocked, pleased, or in pain.

She had to nail all the nuances.

The devil was in the details.