In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 166: The Mask Falls

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Chapter 166: The Mask Falls

Yue Mingxuan shook his head. "They were passed down by my master."

Left with no other choice, he could only push all their origins onto his master who likes to travel around the world.

Wang Jian nodded and said, "These tools are far too precise. Even if we mobilize the entire Sword Forge Villa, it will still take at least two days to complete them."

Yue Mingxuan nodded repeatedly without pause.

Two days was already very fast, he had originally thought it would take four or five days to complete everything.

Wang Jian handed the blueprints to Gongsun Xing and said, "Let me borrow your black eagle."

Gongsun Xing let out a sharp whistle and from who knew where, a black eagle suddenly flew in.

With a swift dive, it landed steadily on his forearm.

It was Yue Mingxuan’s first time seeing a black eagle. Unable to resist, he instinctively stepped forward and reached out to touch it.

Although the bird had been domesticated, its wild nature had not faded. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Seeing a stranger approach, it immediately flapped its wing hard.

Yue Mingxuan who is completely unprepared took the blow squarely to the face.

The force was so great that even his mask was knocked to the ground.

Seeing that his pet had caused trouble, Gongsun Xing hurried forward a few steps and asked, "Mingxuan, are you alright?"

Yue Mingxuan covered his face and waved his hand repeatedly. "I’m fine, I’m fine."

That damned bird, how could it be so strong?

Gongsun Xing thought Yue Mingxuan was panicking because his face had been exposed, so he said, "Mingxuan, it’s alright. Even if you were disfigured, your learning and character are far superior compared to majority of people and Silver Needle Sect is extremely skilled at removing scars. Wang Jian and I are not people who judge by appearance. You really don’t need to worry."

Hearing Gongsun Xing say this, Yue Mingxuan did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Others wore masks to hide flaws and he wore one to hide his looks. Others concealed scars; he concealed beauty.

As a transmigrator, his fate was truly miserable.

Since Gongsun Xing was a Miracle Doctor, perhaps he had something like a face altering ointment or some other strange little invention.

With that thought, Yue Mingxuan lowered his hand from his face.

Although the spot where the black eagle had struck him was a bit red, it did nothing to diminish his original appearance.

Gongsun Xing had been wracking his brain, thinking of ways to comfort Yue Mingxuan.

However, when he suddenly saw Yue Mingxuan’s true face that was unmarred by scars, birthmarks, or burns and instead resembling a transcendent immortal of breathtaking beauty, he staggered back two steps in shock.

After a long moment, he blurted out, "Are you sick?"

He had to be sick.

Otherwise, why would he deliberately cover up a face that could topple cities and kingdoms?

For someone with such looks, life in the imperial palace would be far more comfortable than for ordinary people.

Yue Mingxuan gently shook his head and said, "It’s better to be a poor man’s wife than an imperial concubine."

In this perilous palace, he had no powerful family backing him like other consorts, nor could he frame others to protect himself like Xie Lianhua.

He was not like Shang Qinghua or Rong Qinglei who were guarded by layers of expert protectors.

This face that could topple cities was instead a deadly poison. For the sake of self-preservation, he had no choice but to act this way.

Upon hearing this, perceptive as Gongsun Xing was, he immediately understood Yue Mingxuan’s meaning.

He sighed softly.

A tree that stands taller than the forest will inevitably be broken by the wind, this had been an unchanging truth since ancient times.

That Yue Mingxuan would resort to such measures to protect himself was unexpected, yet entirely reasonable.

Gongsun Xing was not unaware of the significance behind Yue Mingxuan revealing his true face.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "I do happen to have the face altering ointment you want. Apply it once, and it won’t come off for an entire month. I’ll fetch it for you shortly."

Yue Mingxuan picked up the mask from the ground and put it back on his face. "Thank you, Miracle Doctor Gongsun."

At this moment, Wang Jian spoke up. "Can the two of you show a bit of concern for me, the patient here, and let me eat something first?"

When dinner was mentioned, Yue Mingxuan could not help swallowing his saliva.

He had heard long ago that the Imperial Consort Zhou’s palace had a chef whose cooking was exceptional.

This time, he finally had the chance to benefit from Gongsun Xing’s presence, but earlier, he had stuffed himself full of pastries and truly could not eat another bite.

"Uh, I still have things to do. You two go ahead and eat slowly."

Who knew if he would get another chance like this?

Maybe visiting this place more often in the future would not be such a bad idea.

Wang Jian glanced at the now empty pastry plates and said, "I heard that the Imperial Consort Zhou’s palace has a chef whose cooking is especially good, which is why I personally came to deliver things this time. The braised pork belly he makes was fat but not greasy, lean but not dry is truly a delicacy. Mingxuan, are you really not staying to eat together?"

Yue Mingxuan knew Wang Jian was deliberately teasing him.

With a bitter expression, he could only tell the truth. "I really can’t eat anymore. If I eat another dish of pork belly, Miracle Doctor Gongsun will probably have to prescribe me some digestion medicine."

Seeing Yue Mingxuan’s pained expression, Wang Jian could not help laughing out loud.

What a lovable young Ger, just missing out on one dish, yet he looked as though a piece of his flesh had been cut away.

"Next time, I’ll have someone prepare it and send it to where you’re staying. By the way, where are you living now?"