Hearing Feng Jun's words, Zhou Xiaotong first frowned, then laughed.
The laugh of the noble and glamorous beauty was as dazzling as hundreds of flowers blooming at once, as if spring had arrived early.
Unfortunately, her smile lasted only for a brief moment before it faded away, "No worries, I'm just a bit curious... are there still martial arts experts nowadays?"
Feng Jun turned to Xiao Sai, with a dark expression, and said, "Do you find it amusing to gossip behind people's backs?"
Xiao Sai was sitting on the edge and, upon hearing this, he spread his hands helplessly and said, "When Sister Xiaotong asks, I can't exactly lie to her, can I?"
Feng Jun could not fault that logic, so he turned to Zhou Xiaotong, "There are still martial arts experts around, but it's the same old saying, 'no matter how skilled in martial arts, one still fears a kitchen knife'... who can possibly stand up to bullets?"
