Ding Ling's voice was very calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.
Yet to Liu Xuan, it was like a thunderclap on a clear day. His entire body was blasted silly:
"How many did you just say?"
"Several quadrillion!"
Shan Shan swept Liu Xuan an disdainful glance. You're standing so close. There's no way you couldn't hear him! Why are you asking again?
"...!!"
Liu Xuan was shocked, then burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears nearly came to his eyes. "No, handsome guy. Can you stop joking with me? I'm being serious here!"
Ding Ling nodded. "I'm being serious too."
His expression did not change, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable, making it difficult to tell whether he was telling the truth.
But for some reason, when Ding Ling said it, people felt that it had to be the truth.
Liu Xuan's expression grew increasingly strange. He circled Ding Ling once, clicking his tongue in amazement. "I finally understand why this little girl Shan Shan believed you. You sound so sincere that even I almost believed you!"
Ding Ling's words possessed a strange kind of magic.
Once people heard them, they would feel that they had to be true.
Even Liu Xuan felt that way. He thought that perhaps Shan Shan's mindless praise of Ding Ling earlier really wasn't inexplicable. Maybe Ding Ling had tricked her exactly like this.
"But I'm not a little girl. I'm not as childish as they are. You can't fool me."
Liu Xuan smiled confidently.
"Handsome guy, after we eat, can we have a proper chat? Don't keep saying such empty words."
Ding Ling ignored him.
Liu Xuan was not angry. He simply continued talking to himself:
"You really aren't bad. I think there's an art to the way you