"Senior Sister, come on, let's each reveal our trump cards on this race track of Disguise Technique," Lin Xiaosu said.
"Okay!" Blue Demon answered with a single word.
Then, her figure inexplicably began to change, as if a stream of water flowed over her face, her face changed, became a man's, in his thirties, completely unfamiliar.
Her clothes also changed, a plain T-shirt.
Lin Xiaosu looked at the miraculous sight before him, somewhat dumbfounded.
"What's the matter? Finally, am I able to shock you once?" Blue Demon's laugh was full of vigor, a genuine male voice with no trace of voice change. Perhaps she had not altered her voice at all; her vocal cords had thickened physically.
"That's quite a shock!" Lin Xiaosu said: "Especially two points that stand out."
"Oh? Let's hear it!"
"The first point is that your hair can actually retract in real."
