Aurora, "...You won't take my word for it, so why not conduct a little experiment? Try cutting off a finger—or, if you're feeling bold, a leg."
"..."
Wang Xiao's silence stretched as he mulled over Aurora's proposition, his mind wrestling with the implications of what she suggested.
What kind of game was she playing?
And more importantly, what were the rules?
"If it doesn't heal, I'll heal it for you," Aurora offered, seemingly unfazed by the gravity of her own suggestion.
Wang Xiao broke his silence, his curiosity piqued despite his reservations. "Show me," he demanded.
"Huh?" Aurora blinked, taken aback. "Show you what?"
"Prove that you can heal a severed finger," Wang Xiao clarified, his gaze fixed on her, searching for any sign of deceit.
Aurora's response came with a nod, an acceptance of his challenge.
She extended her hand in front of him, the moonlight casting a gentle glow over her skin.
