This time, Sang Sang was watching Yi Qing's actions, but she still could not see clearly, Yi Qing had already disguised Xiao Fen as a dark faced man, standing in the middle of the crowd, disappearing from sight.
"Alright." Yi Qing clapped his hands and looked left and right, proudly placing his hands on his hips, "That's it. I am the Third Master of the Qing Clan, you guys … Forget it, thinking about names takes a lot of thought. Just take a look at my eyes and act as you please. No one will ask for your names. "
"Madam, is there anyone with the surname Qing?" Sang Sang asked hesitantly.
This seemed a little too child's play.
"Far in the horizon, so close." Yi Qing pointed to himself, "If I said that my surname was Qing, do you think that there would be anyone who would admit that they were naive and ill-informed? Have you never heard of this surname before?"
"A lot of nonsense." "Come on, come back early. I still have to go get Steamed Bun."