But at this moment, there wasn't a knife at her waist.
She pursed her lips in silence for a moment before finally lowering her hand.
Hun Hun had been watching Oda Mai's movements closely, and upon seeing this, he gave a slight smile, "It seems, Wu Wu, you come from a family of martial artists?"
Oda Mai raised her head, looking at the man in front of her whose eyes and brows were filled with confidence.
"Hehe, don't be a stranger. I must admit, I don't have any abilities worth boasting about, but my observation skills are quite decent, which is how I've survived until now."
The smile on Hun Hun's face grew even stronger, "Your gait is steady and strong, the inner sides of your thighs naturally closed together, with every step the width varies by no more than 2cm, it looks like you've gone through years of training... Hmm? A knife practitioner? Sorry, I'm just guessing, but your aura reminds me of Knife Guest."
