The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 1178

Crystal's POV:

After learning that Rufus and I were from the imperial palace, the two clowns struggled with all their might. I was caught off-guard, and almost failed to subdue them.

Fortunately, Rufus acted quickly and knocked them unconscious. He then grabbed a chain lying nearby and locked them inside a closet. He also made a call and dispatched his men to take these two back to the palace for interrogation.

"This is a significant lead," Rufus reassured me. "We should be able to find Arron soon, don't worry." He then took a clown costume from the racks and handed it to me. "Here, put this on. Let's try to catch up with the group that just left."

"Right!" I took the brightly-colored clothes and hurriedly put them on, as well as the mask that came with the set.

From what I could tell, there were very few she-wolves in the gang. To avoid stirring any suspicions, I plucked a makeup kit and a wig from the dresser. I was planning to darken whatever patch of skin I had exposed. Luckily, the room had all kinds of cosmetics and paints, and with some effort, I finally looked like a common laborer who had been slaving away in the sun.

To wrap things up, Rufus donned the hat that one of the clowns had been wearing before putting the other one on my head.

"Let's go."

He made to lead me out of the dressing room, but we stopped short as we heard frantic footsteps from outside, followed by a loud banging at the door.

We exchanged a glance and immediately got into a fighting stance.

"Is everything okay? Why are you taking so long? Can't you even do something so simple, huh? We've been waiting for you all this time!"

It sounded like the she-wolf in the pink mask, whom I had already pegged as the most arrogant of the group. She yelled and pounded on the door.

"Where are they? And why is the damn door even locked?"

We soon heard the jangling of the keys, and one was inserted into the door knob.

I grabbed Rufus' arm in panic. "We can't let her in, or she'll definitely see through our disguises."

As luck would have it, the two clowns we had locked away seemed to have woken up at this point. They had no doubt heard the she-wolf, too, judging by all the racket they were making from inside the closet.