Yao Zhi straightened her waist and replied, "I bought them at the border town's slave market. 20 of them are war captives from the Elamu tribes, and 7 of them are state slaves from Marquis Yongning's family."
When they heard this, they were shocked. They thought that the slaves she bought were ordinary slaves. They never expected them to be state slaves.
Lu Qianxuan frowned and said, "Even if you give them new identities, the government has their paintings and information. People from the Elamu tribes have different eye colors from us. Even if they disguise themselves, their eyes will expose their identity."
"General, I have my own way to make sure that no one will know that they are state slaves," Yao Zhi said confidently.
With the silicone masks and contact lenses, it was not impossible to change their features and eye color.
Meeting her firm gaze, Lu Qianxuan's interest was piqued, and he said, "It seems that Young Master Lei is more capable than I thought."
