Liusu, inside, was even more dumbfounded.
She had only casually suggested using the ice here as local material. She had never imagined all these tricks...
How had these featherfolk improvised this on their own? Even among Qin Yi's heap of AV memories, this seemed rare. Strange knowledge had increased...
Her gaze fell on An'an again, with a small flicker of anticipation. She wondered how this little clam would strike back.
An'an's face shifted from green to red. This was a little too hard for her to manage. Could they change to something else...?
Though she vaguely understood that Sir was egging the two of them into competing, so he could reap the fisherman's profit, even knowing it, she could not refuse. She had still fallen into Sir's "open scheme."
Because she truly could not accept Yu Shang.
That woman had just cowed all the demons and even slapped the chair on their side. What was she being so fierce for!
If she did not find a way to anger her, did she really think An'an was some easy-to-bully waterbed? Next time they did that thing, would they expect her to lie underneath and hold them up for the occasion?
Pah.
As for how to anger her, nothing else was as straightforward as committing the crime right before the wife's eyes... In truth, An'an had always vaguely enjoyed teasing Sir back and forth with him. Now she was only taking it a little further. It was quite fun.
Thinking this way was destined to create Qin Yi's Immortal Template in the days to come.
Yu Shang and An'an both knew Qin Yi could not stay long. Each was pondering how to find another chance for a beautiful battle.
Qin Yi certainly could not remain here for long. Wu Xian was