Lin Qiu Ping had already walked past, but upon hearing his words, he stepped back and stood beside him, staring at the peach tree together.
"This head-chop is quite skillful."
It's really ugly, with no sense of beauty whatsoever.
Looking at Wen Shi, he wondered, "Why did your wife chop off a section of the tree for no reason?"
Qi Zhiyuan, who was a few steps behind, twitched the corner of his mouth and sharply retorted, "What exactly are you observing in your training? Didn't you notice that every yard we passed had big trees with their tops chopped off?"
Wen Shi and Lin Qiu Ping exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.
"Didn't notice, we were in a hurry to get home."
They replied in unison, self-assured and justified.
Qi Zhiyuan thought, ... I shouldn't have talked to these two idiots.
He waved his hand, looking exhausted as he headed home.
