Yun Zhen placed the wooden box on the table, opened it, and inside was a mask, thin as a cicada's wings.
"Old Geng is a master at Cloud Pavilion for making masks. This mask was crafted by him using special materials and techniques, so thin that once you put it on, you immediately become another face. Even those who are with you day and night will not recognize you," Yun Zhen said to Lin Fei, taking out the thin mask from the wooden box.
The mask was as light as a cicada's wings, seeming to weigh nothing at all, and Yun Zhen held it as if a breeze could blow it away.
Lin Fei received the mask from Yun Zhen, feeling it smooth like human skin, truly indistinguishable from the real thing.
"Stick it to your face, and in a few minutes it will completely conform to your features, as if growing on your face. If you want to remove it, you'll need to wash it off slowly with rice water," Yun Zhen explained.
Lin Fei nodded.
