"Try saying it again?"
In the distance, mountains stretched on endlessly, and dim light spread across the horizon like mist, adding a touch of gloom between Xiao Yinruo's cool and elegant brows.
There was no night here, but the calm before the storm gave the light a kind of serene beauty.
Sitting opposite Xiao Yinruo, Lu Jin'an's hands rested on his knees. Despite the obvious palm marks on his cheeks, his eyes remained calm.
Xiao Yinruo was angry, he knew that.
After all, the burning pain on his face was unmistakable.
He also knew why Xiao Yinruo was angry: if his Master were here and heard what he just said, even if he were usually gentle, he'd definitely give him a couple of slaps.
"Ruo..."
As Lu Jin'an began to speak again, he had only said one word when Xiao Yinruo raised her right hand as if to slap him again.
This time, there was even a flash of spiritual power in her palm.
