“Miss Snow, you need not worry. We’ve already made preparations in advance,” Yuan Wendong said with a smile. He took out a mask that was as thin as a cicada’s wing and said, “This is a mask made by one of the runemasters hired by our clan. With this, he’ll be able to disguise himself as a young man.”

One of the main reasons why the Yuan clan was confident in challenging the Chu clan was because they had the backing of the Wu clan. The Wu clan had dispatched a group of experts to assist them in the Clans Tournament.

While the Chu clan clearly knew that the Wu clan was backing the Yuan clan, the Yuan clan still had to find a way to conceal just how much help they were receiving. If it was exposed that all of the Yuan clan’s participants were actually from the Wu clan, that would be too much embarrassment for both the Wu and Yuan clans to bear. 

To solve this problem, the Yuan clan had their runemasters craft a batch of masks to disguise the identities of the Wu clan members. These masks looked identical to a human face, making it impossible to tell the difference unless one stared at it up close.

As soon as the middle-aged man named Wu Di put on the mask, he morphed into a cold-faced youth. The gathered conspirators assessed him from multiple angles, but were unable to find anything that could give away his identity.

Snow was both amazed and horrified. “Couldn’t you use such masks to impersonate anyone...