It was fine for the others, but as Fu Ting heard Yan Zhaoge’s name, her expression changed slightly.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Although I just met some imposters of mine in the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory earlier, they were just too inexperienced for them to truly get away with their swindling.”
Fu Ting appraised Yan Zhaoge all over, a hint of a smile appearing at the corners of her mouth, “Low level tricks aside, I heard that a senior of the Prime Clear lineage concocted a pill known as the Form Dispelling Pill which changes one’s appearance. One’s close acquaintances aside, it is difficult indeed for others to distinguish real from fake.”
“If someone were to impersonate another based on this, however good the discernment of the one being cheated, they would also first have to be familiar with the one being impersonated in order to see through the imposter.”