"Little girl, don't change the subject. This old lady will ask you one last time, who did you learn your alchemy skills from?" Little eleven was almost led off-topic by han Jingjing.
"I told you, it's the right Panhu ..." Han Jingjing said.
"It seems like if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am!" Little Eleven's Silver needle flicked out again, this time directly into Han Jing Jing's stomach. Then, little eleven looked at Han Jing Jing with a playful look,""I don't want to waste time talking to you, do you have Zhang Liju's personal notes? If you give me a copy of the alchemist's personal notes, I won't bother to kill you, but if you keep going around in circles with me, I'll just shake my hand and you won't be able to be a woman anymore. "
