He glanced at the son standing before him, then at the masked figure in black carrying Lu Zhaoyan on his back. His brows furrowed tightly.
If Lu Qi was here, then who was this person who saved Lu Zhaoyan?
In a flash, Prince Jin raised his hand and ripped off the black-clad man's mask.
A face so familiar it couldn't be more familiar came into Prince Jin's view.
The black-clad man instinctively turned his head to the side.
Lu Zhaoyan said in a low voice, "Don't move."
The black-clad man tightened his grip, stopping all attempts to evade.
TWO Lu Qis?! Prince Jin was utterly stunned.
"Well, you dare impersonate me?! Be careful, Father!"
The elegantly dressed Lu Qi quickly positioned himself in front of Prince Jin, his gaze sharp as he stared at the black-clad man. "Who are you, really? Why are you posing as me? Speak!"
"Why aren't you speaking? Afraid your voice will give you away?"
Prince Jin frowned.
