Disguising identity

"It's obvious," Baili Jiajue paused, adjusting his sleeves slowly, his handsome profile devoid of joy or anger. "I was tricked into a compromising situation."

Nangong Lie: ...

"Hahaha, hahahaha..." Nangong Lie trembled all over, pointing his finger at Baili Jiajue. "Ah, Ajue, you must find her! This is truly entertaining. Where did you find such an interesting woman!" Ignoring his laughter, Baili Jiajue casually raised his hand...

In an instant!

Nangong Lie found himself unable to move, with only his mouth still smiling. "Hey, hey, Ajue, you can't do this to me, damn it! I thought you had no martial energy. How are you using the body photography technique? And did you target my laughing hole, you cunning man!" Baili Jiajue propped his chin and lazily looked at him, a reclining chair prepared by the shadow behind him. He held a freshly brewed cup of tea in his hand, undisturbed by the commotion, and appeared quite at ease.

Despite being tired from laughing, Nangong Lie couldn't stop himself. "Ajue, didn't you hear me earlier? That kitten is also on the admission list. Release me now, and maybe I can help you find her. I am the vice dean!" Baili Jiajue raised his eyebrows, sipped his tea, and glanced back at him, his thin lips curling into a smile.

"Seems like you've attracted an extraordinary person, my dear."

As they walked away, Yuan Xi couldn't help but speak, his voice filled with anticipation for the upcoming show.

Helian Weiwei let out a long sigh, lying on the lawn with her hands behind her head, a strand of hay between her lips. "I already knew it without you telling me."

"Whoosh!" Yuan Hao glanced at the setting sun and rubbed his hands together. "Even though this place is nice, isn't it time for you to get up and gather in the main courtyard? Don't forget our business of fighting and killing! After all, it's your chosen career. The way you treat fighting and killing is like someone else's hobby." The corner of Helian Weiwei's mouth twitched as she lowered her head to inspect her clothes. "Yuan Xiaoxiao, I warn you. I haven't bought a silver-white cape yet, so be on your best behavior. Let's stand in the middle to reduce our visibility. Taibai Academy is so large, with a number of students comparable to a modern aristocratic high school."

When all the young masters and ladies who were admitted gathered together, it was enough to drown her in the sea of people. Even if the man wanted to find her, it would be futile.

Helian Weiwei was right. There were indeed numerous students pouring into the main entrance from various courtyards, making it impossible for Nangong Lie and Baili Jiajue to be noticed even if they were there.

"Hey, Ah Jue, do we really have to go in like this?" Nangong Lie adjusted the Gao Bang hat on his head, looking somewhat disheveled. "I'm attending as the vice dean today. If I don't arrive on time, Grandpa Huang will give me trouble." Baili Jiajue put on his final coat, his eyebrows still looking handsome. "How many people know that you're the vice dean this year?"

"Only you and Grandpa Huang. We need to maintain an air of mystery," Nangong Lie said, winking his left eye in annoyance. He had never worn such a formal coat before. In fact, he didn't even bother wearing it properly. He simply draped it over his shoulder with a flick of his hand, showcasing his long legs and slender waist.

Baili Jiajue withdrew his hand, nonchalantly slipped it into his coat pocket, and spoke in a calm voice. "Let's continue to maintain it."

"Are you trying to say..." Nangong Lie narrowed his eyes. "Are we going to attend as freshmen?"

Baili Jiajue remained silent, only raising an eyebrow and curling his lips into a smile.

Nangong Lie covered his forehead immediately. "Ah Jue, are you crazy? A high priest and a prince mingling with the newbies... This is ridiculous!"

"You must be crazy!" Nangong Lie nodded emphatically, kissed dumbfoundedly against his will.

Baili Jiajue dusted off his sleeves, his voice turning cold. "Enough nonsense. Are you coming or not?"

"I..."

Can't go!

High Priest, you must stop Your Highness!

The dark shadow standing nearby looked desperately at Nangong Lie, its features contorted...

"Of course, I'm going!" Nangong Lie smiled defiantly at the troubled shadow, taking the first step forward. "Jue, let me tell you, you must remember to protect me. Although nobody knows me, with my brother's handsome face, those small-minded aristocratic families won't be able to resist going crazy. If they come up and try to shake hands with me, you have to intervene. Understood!" Shadow: ...

Intervene, really?

High Priest, are you afraid His Highness will steal your limelight?

In terms of looks, His Royal Highness is more dangerous!

No, that's not the point!

The key is, Your Highness, are you really planning to go in like this?

What should he do?

Should he go and inform the Emperor Taishang?

No, no!

With the Emperor Taishang's favor towards His Highness, he would likely just smile and say, "The third prince is as mischievous as ever."

Stubborn... Skin!?

The shadow gazed at the sky, tears streaming down its face. Only the emperor under the heavens would view the master as mischievous and not as a demon blocking demons or a god confronting gods!

As dusk fell, a gentle breeze swept through the air.

Taibai Academy sat atop a mountain, nestled against the northern side, with water to the south and a bamboo forest to the east. It boasted a perpetual spring-like atmosphere, with ethereal mists enveloping the surroundings like a fairyland.

By this time, many people had gathered in the central main courtyard.

Helian Weiwei observed the crowd flowing in. It consisted of young masters and ladies dressed in traditional Chinese attire, displaying their martial skills with humility and pride. In the shade of the lush greenery, numerous luxurious chairs were set up, with attendants carrying kettles and cheering for their masters.

Others were more reserved, sitting under the shade of trees, savoring pastries and tea, while maids scurried around busily...

"They're coming!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and all the young masters and ladies halted their movements, turning their gazes toward the stone gate...

Squeak!

The stone gate slowly opened, revealing a tiny figure—a child of around five or six years old. His small legs swung back and forth, as if unable to reach the ground even when sitting on a chair. His white uniform hung loosely on his body, secured by a pure black belt, making him appear even more petite. With a completely bald head reflecting the sunlight, he seemed to be sulking, puffing out his chubby cheeks and glaring at the freshmen gathered on the steps. Taking a fierce bite of the meat bun in his hand, the little one sighed heavily. "It's all because of you. I couldn't even finish eating before the master kicked me out. It's so annoying!"