Chu Yihan gazed at Saint Ruan flaunting his surgical tools and wanted to ask Su Yingxue why he didn't have one!
Su Yingxue, sensing his intense gaze, quickly embraced him. "This is for surgery, Your Highness. You don't need it."
Su Yingxue turned around and bared her teeth at Saint Ruan as if she were scolding him. "What are you messing around?"
She had given him surgical tools to enhance their collaborative study of surgery, not for him to flaunt like this.
She wanted to cut him with surgical tools!
Chu Yihan, upon hearing Su Yingxue's explanation, visibly softened. However, Saint Ruan's provocation...
Chu Yihan extended his hand, and with a surge of internal energy, he immediately snapped a branch and sucked it over. He snapped his fingers, and the branch flew towards Saint Ruan like a sharp knife, cutting off the chopsticks he was about to use to eat.
Staring at the broken chopsticks, Saint Ruan exclaimed, "D*mn!"
