A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.
With his half-demon heritage, he carve...
"Commander, why can he do it, but we can't?"
"Yes, sir, and your rules clearly have loopholes."
Feng Ling turned her head and saw that one of the guys speaking was someone she had helped before.
However, as expected, he didn't say anything and continued walking towards Yin Kong Men.
Yin Kongmen said calmly:
"If you could also keep track of how much everyone did at the same time, you could be like him, but can you?"
"If you could multitask like that and stay focused for hours on end, you could be like him, but can you?"
!!
The person who had just spoken paused for a moment, and those around them also realized what had happened, feeling somewhat surprised!
Indeed, ever since then, the wind chimes have been able to accurately state the exact quantities that all of them have done.
It turns out that from the very beginning, he had been observing the people around him.
How difficult is it for one person to keep an eye on so many people at the same time?
The human brain is not a computer that can work in multiple threads simultaneously.
In a sense, the wind chime did nothing, but it accomplished something that most people cannot do!
That's much harder than doing 30,000 push-ups.
Although those people were surprised, they were also a little annoyed!
And since I couldn't find any reason to refute it, I was even more annoyed.
To be honest, Fengling was a little speechless in the face of Yin Kongmen's praise.
I just wanted to be lazy...
Why do you have to expose my flaws when I'm just making things up for everyone?
Just as Fengling was about to lie down and close her eyes for a nap.
"Can you help me, Brother Wind Chime..."
A soft, feminine female voice suddenly rang out.
Fengling paused for a moment, then turned her head and saw a pure and pretty girl, sweating profusely, supporting herself, looking up at Fengling with pleading eyes.
Sweat had soaked through her clothes. Such a beautiful young woman, drenched in sweat, was asking you for a favor. Could you refuse?
The wind chime could, because he was already full.
But after thinking about it, he decided to stir up more hatred.
By maximizing his hatred, he can more easily eliminate you later.
So he pretended to give a lewd smile:
"Well, since you're a beautiful woman, I'll help you out, hehe..."
With that mustache he had on him, to be honest, he looked a little sleazy.
Then he quickly started doing it in front of her.
Suddenly, his mustache fell to the ground due to sweat.
"I'm blanching my beard!"
Everyone: ...
To be honest, nobody likes Sister Li. Why does she have to make herself like this?
Fengling wanted to pick up the beard.
But thinking about it, I decided against it. Since my name has already been exposed, there's no need to pretend anymore.
So he simply paused, sat up, and took off his wig.
Everyone: ? ? ?
Wow! Is her hair fake too?
He scratched his head casually; his head was a little itchy after wearing it all day.
Then she swept her long hair back, flicked it lightly, and sprinkled some sweat on it.
The refreshing feeling brought a smile to his face. It felt so much better!
His handsome smile left the young girl in front of him speechless.
Upon seeing this, the heads of the Ruo family couldn't help but speak up:
"Isn't this much more handsome?"
"Exactly, why do you have to make yourself look like that?"
Lei Jing glanced subconsciously at Ruo Qingyan beside him.
He didn't expect that Ruo Qingyan was staring at the screen in front of her with a look of shock on her face.
This was the first time he had ever seen Ruo Qingyan with such an expression.
"It really is him..."
She suddenly murmured to herself.
In theory, no one in this world has a perfectly symmetrical face, but he is.