"What are you staring at? Take off that mask already!" Women are always sensitive, and Ning Luoxi immediately noticed Lin Tian's wandering gaze, glaring at him fiercely.
Lin Tian, with skin thick as a castle wall, took off his mask and chuckled, "It's closest to me, not really my fault."
"Shameless!" Ning Luoxi snorted softly, delivering a punch out of the blue, aiming right for Lin Tian's eye, determined to give him panda eyes.
Damn, this little girl is still so fiery, always ready to fight rather than talk, Lin Tian thought to himself. But he didn't want to become a national treasure, so he raised his hand, fingers spread, and caught the little girl's fist accurately.
With a loud bang, the force of their clash stirred up a breeze, and Lin Tian was secretly astonished. This little girl was serious, and her skill seemed to have increased again. What kind of talent is that? Other Ancient Martial Artists would be ashamed to death if they knew.
