Yan was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when Xuan Hua's blade brushed his neck. Until his death, he stared straight at Feng Wuya with wide eyes.
Feng Wuya looked at Duan Nian and said, "Foster Father, give me Yan's mask!"
"No way!" Duan Nian shook his head. "Once Chen Qi hears your voice, he'll surely recognize it. Better if I go."
Xuan Ying hastily wiped away tears and asked, "Young Master, what do you want with Chen Qi's mask?"
"Chen Qi is highly alert. If I don't become Yan, I can't get close to him," Feng Wuya said. "Once I become Yan, I'll say the plan is exposed and take him away from the experts of Haoyue Manor, then kill him!"
"No way!" Duan Nian shook his head. "Yunfei might still need some time; Haoyue Manor's people should be here any moment. You all protect Yongning Manor, I'll go personally!"
"I'll go!" The Elder said. "My voice is closer to Yan's, give me the mask."
"This..." Duan Nian hesitated.
The Elder's voice was indeed the closest to Yan's among everyone.
