November 15, 2017
Just as Wang Jiu casually identified the swordsmanship Yu Zishen was using, Li Wanqing couldn't help but lean over to Shen Qingming and whisper with a chuckle, "Wang Jiu usually looks cute and innocent, but when he wants to show off, he's really good at it. The third style of Wuxiang Sword, practiced for less than five years... and he can almost reveal the color of someone's underwear with a wave of his hand. Seriously, what's his background?"
Shen Qingming frowned slightly, "Don't stand so close to me, you're making me hot."
"Oh, do you want some hot water?"
"You're annoying! Stop imitating Wang Jiu!"
The two communicated quietly using secret magic, but the atmosphere on the other side grew increasingly tense.
Wang Jiu had exposed the origin of Yu Zishen's swordsmanship in one breath, which, though shocking, did not diminish the latter's fighting spirit one bit.
"You have sharp eyes; I wonder if your skills match that brilliance!"
