For some reason, when Aunt Ping's voice sounded, Chen Ji felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy and security.
Perhaps it was because she was always impeccable in Changping County, repeatedly helping him escape, or maybe it was something else.
Chen Ji circled around Aunt Ping, sizing her up under the lamplight streaming out from the Meirui Building's window, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Aunt Ping, your disguise skills are truly impressive, I couldn't recognize you at all."
Mrs. Lu straightened, no longer hunched over: "This isn't my skill. It's an Official Gateway called 'Colorful Face,' created by a genius of the Jing Dynasty."
Chen Ji asked curiously: "Are there many who have mastered this path?"
Mrs. Lu shook her head: "Not many. As far as I know, one lineage is in the Military Intelligence Department of the Jing Dynasty, and another in the Lamp. Every time a disguise is applied, it comes at a high cost, making it not very easy to execute."
