The Projector cast the image of Weng Fangqu, and Li Banfeng scrutinized it carefully but couldn't spot any flaws.
"My dear husband, why have you brought out this old man again?" the Phonograph inquired.
"He has an accomplice who is adept at the Disguise Technique. When she impersonated the Local Deity, I couldn't tell the real from the fake at all."
The Phonograph looked toward the Projector. "Did you record it?"
"Only a bit. That woman tried to seduce the Seventh Guide, but she didn't succeed. I found it boring, so I didn't record the rest," the Projector responded.
"A short clip is fine. As long as we can produce an image, that's enough," said Li Banfeng.
The Projector expressed difficulty, "Well, I'm afraid we can't really produce an image."
"Why can't we?"
The Projector played the footage of the counterfeit Meng Yuchun, which indeed wasn't lengthy, barely lasting over twenty seconds, yet that wasn't the main issue.
