"You... you are just spouting nonsense and absurd theories."
Upon hearing Lu Tianxing's words, Bai Zhiqing's face turned beet red, and it took her a long time to spit out a complete sentence.
Lu Tianxing smiled as he looked at Bai Zhiqing's flushed cheeks, deciding not to tease her further in case it backfired.
Taking a bright red apple from a plastic bag, Lu Tianxing's right hand moved slightly, using True Qi to form a small fruit knife. He admired the apple for a moment, and then the small knife in his palm swiftly turned into a blur as it sliced over the apple.
True Qi like a knife, the blur intense!
By then, Bai Zhiqing was no longer angry, her eyes wide as she watched the movements of Lu Tianxing's hands.
