Chapter 202: Yet to Be Developed

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Yet to Be Developed

"Listen to my voice. Can you tell who I am?" Hua Buwan’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. Her gaze slowly swept over the members of the Ling family before she parted her lips to speak softly.

She was using her natural voice. The clear, melodious tone flowed like a mountain spring—TINKLE TINKLE—crisp and deeply refreshing to the ear. From the sound alone, one could easily guess the speaker was a young woman in the prime of her youth. However, this beautiful voice sharply contrasted with the carefully disguised, middle-aged face she currently wore. It was utterly incongruous.

Hearing this, the Ling family members shuddered involuntarily, utterly dumbstruck. Ling Qianfan’s eyes widened in sheer astonishment. Ling Yunge’s jaw dropped as she stood frozen in disbelief. Even the normally composed Xu Panqing felt a ripple of shock in her heart.

After a brief moment of stupor, they snapped back to reality. Although the person standing before them looked exactly like an older woman, how could they possibly mistake that familiar voice? It was undoubtedly Hua Buwan! In just a few short moments, they had gone from utter bewilderment to profound shock, finally settling on undeniable confirmation. It was an absolute whirlwind of emotions.

They inspected Hua Buwan from head to toe, their eyes scanning her like X-rays as they tried to find any flaw in her disguise. Then, their gazes slowly shifted toward Ling Qianjun, silently demanding an explanation.

Sensing their stares, Ling Qianjun offered a faint smile and gave a subtle nod.

For the other three members of the Ling family, that simple gesture was like a boulder dropping into a placid lake. They felt as though a blinding bolt of lightning had just struck them from above, accompanied by a deafening roar. A jolt of electricity seemed to course through their veins, rattling them to their very core and leaving them rooted to the spot.

Meanwhile, Hua Buwan leisurely pointed a finger at her own cheek, her expression relaxed and confident. In a gentle, patient tone, she explained, "Don’t underestimate my current appearance. This ordinary middle-aged look is actually the result of some very careful makeup.

"If you’re interested, I can help alter your features a bit too. This is a genuine Disguise Technique, and it doesn’t even require anything as troublesome as a Human Skin Mask."

She paused, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes.

After all, in modern society, the sheer variety of cosmetics was dazzling. From hair-styling accessories to volumizing mascaras, from contouring palettes that could sculpt a perfect jawline to beard grooming kits for men—everything one could possibly need was readily available. As long as someone took the time to study and utilize this dazzling array of beauty tools, even the plainest older woman could transform into a stunning beauty.

In contrast, the ancient Dongxuan Country of a thousand years ago was severely lacking in this department and had much room for development.