It's going rather smoothly.
With the "Dark Crow of Profane Fortune" as his backing, Yang Qizhou felt at ease, though outwardly he feigned an appearance of frustration, teeth clenched in feigned rage.
"You haven't actually spotted me, were those shouts earlier merely deception?"
The man wearing the monster mask nodded, his voice devoid of any discernible emotion. "Your stealth technique is exceptional. I've already used high-tier items designed to 'Prevent Tracking,' yet I haven't managed to uncover a single speck of evidence of your presence. If not for being cautious and yelling randomly as a last resort, I might have actually noticed nothing at all."
Calling randomly wasn't any insurance either—your acting was embarrassing, and this master already saw right through it.
Yang Qizhou narrowed his eyes.
Unfortunately, the "Stone of Truth" effect is still on cooldown; otherwise, five minutes of truth or dare would have allowed me to squeeze out plenty of useful information.
