ZHANG LEI FENG was sitting inside a carriage with the usual stern expression on his face. It perfectly mirrored on the holographic mask he was wearing. Making the face of the Conde de la Salvacion showed the same expression.
There was a six, seven-year-old boy sitting beside him. He had the same black hair and brown eyes as the Conde. One could immediately tell that they were related. But the boy beside Lei Feng was not really a seven-year-old boy but a half-elf instead. Just like him, he was also wearing the holographic choker that Argent gave them. And the face he had right now was that of the Conde's nephew.
It had been two weeks since they departed from the southern area and resumed the identities of these people – the Conde, his nephew, his fiancée, and his captain of the guards. Lei Feng had been sharing a carriage with Janea since then while Argent had her own carriage. Jaxon, on the other hand, was riding a horse beside the carriage he was in.
