Time trickled by, stretching on as though it would never end.
After a full hour, the awkward, inexperienced Zhong Shuyao finally finished collecting the traces from the soles of his shoes, but by then, she was utterly exhausted and drenched in sweat.
She glared fiercely at Ying Ming Hao, cursing him inwardly and itching to rush forward and land several resounding slaps across his face. Reason told her she could not, however, so she could only suppress her fury and keep her composure.
"Senior Sister Zhong, you really do have clever hands and a nimble mind. Your movements were so practiced and brisk that your junior brother nearly fell asleep waiting."
A teasing smile hung on Ying Ming Hao's lips as he mocked her without the slightest restraint.
As he spoke, he deliberately turned the sole of his shoe toward her, as though showing something off.
Faced with such provocation and humiliation, Zhong Shuyao could bear it no longer. Her composure shattered in an instant.
Her eyes widened in fury, and she gave an angry snort. "Hmph! Just you wait. If I really catch you out, you'll see how I deal with you!
I certainly won't let an arrogant fool who doesn't know the heights of heaven or the depths of earth off lightly!"
At that moment, Zhong Shuyao was practically a bomb on the verge of exploding. One more spark would set off an earth-shattering blast.
"Then you'd better hurry over and check, Senior Sister. I still have to rush home to feed the chickens and ducks!"
Yet Ying Ming Hao seemed utterly oblivious to the approaching danger. Still grinning cheekily, he urged Zhong Shuyao to hurry over and inspect his soles to determine whether he had beaten Liang Yi and the others.
Hmph!
Zhong Shuyao was filled