Long Shaoyu offered a faint smile and said, "As I've said, I'm not going to deceive you."
"Mm-hmm!"
Chu Xin nodded repeatedly, urging impatiently, "Big brother, let's hurry, or others might snatch the fruits away."
"There's no rush! The Divine Sword Fruits aren't so easy to find."
Shaking his head, Long Shaoyu took out a mask from the Sumeru Ring and put it on his face, laughing as he said, "This trip to Divine Sword Mountain isn't just to snatch the Divine Sword Fruits, but also to steal other people's maps. We must disguise our identities so we're not discovered. Otherwise, even if we manage to grab them, it will be difficult to escape with them."
"What an ugly mask."
Chu Xin and Chu Chen said in unison, their eyes full of disdain.
The mask Long Shaoyu wore resembled a Ghost King, eager to devour any passerby, and it was far less exquisite compared to the siblings' dragon and phoenix masks.
"As long as it can block the probing of intent, it's good enough."
