Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2069: 398: The Art of Language 3
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Wang Yue felt utterly bewildered, yet he trusted that the girl would soon provide clarity, so he held back from probing further.
Breakfast hour had arrived, with numerous students already gathered in the eatery for their meals.
Wang Yue assumed the girl would pick out a spot and settle down beside him for a chat. Yet, she headed directly toward the rear of the place. She bypassed the kitchen and restroom entrances without pause, pressing on deeper within.
Deeper in lay the private quarters of the establishment's proprietor, Yu Yan.
Wang Yue grew increasingly baffled: Perhaps this girl counted as yet another apprentice under Yu Yan? Or could she be a family member? Still, someone like that wouldn't recognize him.
At the corridor's far end, the girl at last halted and pivoted to confront Wang Yue.
Suddenly, an odd occurrence unfolded. The girl's features shifted continuously, transforming swiftly into a visage familiar to Wang Yue.
“Yingying?!” Wang Yue's eyes widened in disbelief, his face etched with sheer shock.
“Young Master Wang, I’m sorry. I was so happy to see you just now that I forgot I had changed my face,” Li Yingying said, a touch of sheepishness in her tone. Her voice shifted back to its usual timbre as well.
“What’s going on?” Wang Yue remained dazed, struggling to grasp the events.
Li Yingying clarified, “This is a little trick that my master taught me. It uses true energy to change the muscles in the face and throat, thereby altering one’s appearance and voice. To be safe, my master always has me disguise myself whenever I enter or leave here in an unusual way.”
Wang Yue stood dumbfounded by Li Yingying's nonchalant take on such an ability. Far from a mere gimmick, it ranked as a near-miraculous feat if wielded right.
Legends often depict disguise methods as fairly widespread.
However, typical approaches rely on donning masks or layering on thick cosmetics to conceal one's real look.
Such methods fall prey easily to sophisticated tech scans or the sharp senses of elite fighters.
High-level fighters attempting surgical alterations or injections find their bodies swiftly undoing the modifications through innate purification processes.
Even channeling true energy to suppress those purification forces leaves traces of energy ripples that superior fighters can sense.
Yet Li Yingying's method reshaped not just her muscles but generated zero detectable true energy disturbances.
After the transformation, not even otherworldly experts might discern any irregularities. How could this not qualify as a divine skill?
Li Yingying possessed keen wits and quickly picked up on Wang Yue's awe and eagerness. Thus, she inquired, “Young Master Wang, do you also want to learn this?”
“Yes, this skill would be very useful to me. Can you teach me?” Wang Yue asked.
Li Yingying nodded. “Of course…”
“No!” Before Li Yingying could complete her words, a voice cut in. Yu Yan swung the door open and regarded them with a stern gaze.
“Master.” Li Yingying felt startled. Her master had appeared wholly indifferent during her own lessons on the disguise art.
Besides, this ability bore no ties to any martial legacy.
That was precisely why she'd chosen to share it with Wang Yue on her own initiative. Yet unexpectedly, her master stood against it.
“Come in and sit down,” Yu Suxin beckoned Wang Yue and the rest inside the chamber, then shut the door after them.
“Master, didn’t you say this wasn’t some special skill? Why can’t you teach it to Young Master Wang?” Li Yingying asked, perplexed.
Yu Suxin responded steadily, “It’s not a special skill, but it can’t be casually passed on to others. That’s my rule.”
“I understand, senior,” said Wang Yue. “Please state any conditions you have. As long as I can learn this disguise technique, I’ll do whatever it takes.”
“The condition is simple: if you can fulfill it, I’ll teach you the disguise technique without holding back anything,” said Yu Suxin.
“Please clarify your conditions, senior,” Wang Yue said, bowing in a martial artist’s manner.
Yu Suxin nodded and said, “That is, from now on, you are not allowed to pursue Yingying anymore.”
Wang Yue said, “Why would you say that, senior? I’m not pursuing Yingying at all.”
Li Yingying also complained, “Master, what are you talking about?”
Yu Suxin ignored Li Yingying and looked at Wang Yue, asking, “So, do you agree or not?”
“I’ve said it before, I’m not pursuing Yingying,” Wang Yue said seriously. “If you consider normal interactions between friends as ‘pursuing’, then I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. After all, Yingying’s sister is someone close to me. I can’t avoid seeing her.”
“…I indeed was too vague in my words,” Yu Suxin admitted her mistake. “Let’s change the condition to: you must never pursue Yingying, nor can you become lovers with her.”
“That’s certainly no problem,” Wang Yue laughed. “I never intended to pursue Yingying, let alone become lovers with her.”
Li Yingying’s expression darkened immediately. Although she hadn’t harbored such expectations, Wang Yue’s blunt declaration still stung deeply.
Yu Suxin appeared well pleased and nodded. “That’s a wise choice. In fact, I’m doing this for your own good. Yingying’s future is limitless. A small place like Jinling is just like a small pond to her. And those so-called three major families won’t ever be on the same level as her in the future. With different social classes, even if they force themselves to be together, they won’t be happy.”
These remarks cut sharply. Wang Yue itched to counter with lines like, “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don’t look down on the poor young people.”
But upon reflection, he chose silence. Such retorts rang too juvenile, and he avoided words that might haunt him later.
Furthermore, Wang Yue despised mere rhetoric. Deeds outweighed boasts in proving worth.
Thus, he refrained from debate and merely stated, “Now, can you teach me the disguise technique, senior?”
Yu Suxin held no aversion toward Wang Yue. Quite the opposite—she appreciated his poised yet assured bearing. Her reluctance for him and Li Yingying to unite stemmed precisely from the divide she'd described: their eventual stations in life would diverge sharply.
It resembled a royal heiress paired with a humble estate holder—doomed from the start.
Additionally, Yu Suxin honored her commitments without fail. She promptly imparted to Wang Yue the intricate steps for muscle manipulation.
This method proved remarkably intricate. Li Yingying had needed three solid days of practice to grasp it only superficially.
Wang Yue, however, differed markedly. As soon as Yu Suxin concluded her explanation, he sensed he could execute it flawlessly. Still, wary of revealing his full prowess to this somewhat distant Yu Suxin, he opted to commit it to memory and posed another query: “Senior, is this kind of technique common?”
“It’s not common at all,” Yu Suxin shook her head. “At least in the ordinary martial arts world, I’ve never heard of any school that uses this technique.”
“That’s good then. Otherwise, the world might fall into chaos,” Wang Yue said, relieved.