However, just when Gu Changsheng didn't have time for any such nonsense as feeling sorry and tenderhearted, and slapped out this strike which he thought was very skillful...
Things, once again, were beyond Gu Changsheng's expectations!
That seemingly gentle and delicate Nangong Zhenni, her actions were not ambiguous at all, as if she knew Gu Changsheng would seize every second to make a move, Nangong Zhenni's body didn't move, but her hand did...
Her slender, white hand just gave a slight shake...
A white, shiny little handkerchief suddenly appeared in Nangong Zhenni's hand...
Just like that, she waved it at Gu Changsheng with a display of might...
"Bang!"
At the moment he saw the white handkerchief, Gu Changsheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. The force of his palm was already in mid-air, and he could only awkwardly change direction, slapping toward Nangong Zhenni's side... onto the empty side of the stage!
Holy crap!
White handkerchief!
White handkerchief!
