"Me?"
A playful smile touched the corners of Jiang Xinghai's lips. "Are you sure?"
Jin Lin asked, a hint of mischief in her voice, "Don't tell me you're not good at holding your breath?"
"Holding my breath is fine," Jiang Xinghai said with a harmless-looking smile.
The Dragon Locking Secret Technique he cultivated not only purified all impurities but was also a supreme Treasure Technique for cleansing the soul.
"Then what are you hesitating for?"
Jin Lin's hands gently slapped the surface of the water, creating ripples as she surreptitiously watched the changes in Jiang Xinghai's expression.
"I'm thinking about how to be more... composed."
Jiang Xinghai looked at Jin Lin, this woman who warmed up to people so quickly, and explained solemnly.
"You're being so profound. I don't understand," Jin Lin said, looking a little confused.
But she had seen it for herself, after all.
The mere thought of that astonishing outline was enough to make her excited.
