Li Qiao shook her head under his palm, "No need, I can do it."
As she finished speaking, she spread her palm out towards Yun Lih, "Toolkit."
This was a subconscious action, as composed and natural as if she had done it thousands of times.
Yun Lih didn't delay, reaching into his trouser pocket and quickly pulling out a small black folding pack about half the size of his hand.
If you looked closely, you could see a tiny Lion and Tiger Mark in the lower right corner.
Shang Yu's eyes darkened slightly, watching the toolkit Yun Lih handed out, his lips pressing downward.
Li Qiao took it smoothly, deftly opening it. Although it was small, it had everything one could need.
From nail clippers to folding knives and bottle openers, it was practical and portable.
Li Qiao opened the folding knife and focused on slicing through the adhesive tape. Time on the timer was ticking away second by second, and the tape was quickly unwound.
