Who understands better than he does what this means?
He looked at Jin Zijin, then at Jin Luoyin, tears unknowingly streaming down his face.
Everything he couldn't comprehend or see clearly seemed to be gradually coming into focus. Seeing them, he couldn't face them with this face. It's laughable—he's grown up this much and yet has never seen his true appearance, doesn't know what he really looks like.
He seems to have some understanding of why Jian Shiqing ran—it's fear, the fear of not knowing how to face it.
Jian Shiqing is avoiding, and he, Zhu Yiping, also wants to flee!
Jian Shiqing probably knows something too, but what he knows might be another trap, or another truth.
"If it's a human skin mask, then it's difficult!" Lun Yu rarely looks serious, and he says to Jin Zijin, "Prince, if this really is a human skin mask, I guess it was lifted from the real Zhu Haisheng's face, more likely... it has already fused with this face."
