"Very good, isn't this!" The girl encouraged, "Try painting the other eye yourself."
This time, Pei Ye was fast. He lifted the brush and effortlessly replicated the pattern he had drawn on the left eye on the right one. It was identical.
Even the flaws were perfectly mirrored, his profound control undisputed.
"...." Li Piaoqing was a little discouraged. This skill would do if it were just to paint makeup, but disguises required on-the-spot design based on different situations. Obviously, this rigid technique would not work. "You seem to have quite a spirit when practicing the sword."
"One cannot force what is not destined," Pei Ye sighed lightly. "I think I act openly and honestly. I probably don't need this skill of disguise."
"What were you disguising for then?" The girl denied his excuse.
"The one who disguised me wasn't open and honest. He couldn't beat the others, so he had to plot an ambush."
"If you could win, why would you let others disguise you?"
