Jie Jingchen knew full well how bold Qin Mei was. Facing the ferocious Father Xu, she didn't show a trace of fear. Her amber eyes were tinged with a faint anger, and held a hidden, profound meaning.
Jie Jingchen watched Qin Mei for a long moment before his tightly pressed lips parted. "Which words?"
"Um, it's better if you don't know." Qin Mei wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.
"Tell me." Jie Jingchen's tone was harsh. The more she refused to say it, the more curious he became. Even knowing that nothing good ever came out of her mouth, he still wanted to know.
"Are you sure?" Qin Mei asked, giving him a chance to back out. Under Jie Jingchen's unwavering gaze, Qin Mei took a deep breath and said, "To master this art, one must first castrate himself."
"..." Jie Jingchen.
"..." The other three.
