Di Chenglian still felt that Yun Chujiu was talking nonsense. She took out a feather that was about two inches long from her storage ring and placed it on the coffee table. She snorted coldly and said,
“What you said has a nose and eyes. Here, Show Me Now!”
Yun chujiu said shyly, “Then I’ll show you. Sister Chenglian, please don’t laugh at me.”
Di Chenglian pursed her lips and did not say anything. In her heart, she felt that Yun Chujiu was just boasting.
Yun chujiu sent out a wisp of her divine sense to look at the feather on the coffee table. The feather first trembled slightly, then slowly floated up and landed in the hands of the dumbfounded di Chenglian.
Actually, it was not too difficult for Hei Xinjiu to use her divine sense to take things. It was just that it was not worth it, so she seldom did this.
Yun chujiu said somewhat embarrassedly, “Sister Chenglian, my aptitude is too poor. I can only do this much at the moment. Sorry for making a fool of myself.”
