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After exhausting Wu Zhiqi's inheritance for about four or five minutes, Li Yan took several breaths and suddenly glanced at the kettle full of boiling water on the stove.
With a bang!
The kettle completely exploded, flipping over, with its lid being flung quite high into the air. It clattered as it hit the ground.
Not to mention Cha Xiaodao, even Li Yan himself was startled.
"Accident, accident."
Li Yan felt a bit embarrassed as water spilled all over the floor, yet it strangely flowed back on its own, eventually gathering into a water orb, spinning round and round at his feet.
"Is this Wu Zhiqi?"
Cha Xiaodao cocked her head.
