"You? Seen a lot?" Qing Teng asked, pointing at Xue Ling. She didn't believe it at all. This little one, how much of the world could she have seen to claim such breadth of knowledge?
"Yep, me. You don't believe it, do you?" Xue Ling could tell from Qing Teng's reaction that she didn't believe her, but there was no need for her to explain everything.
"I don't believe." Qing Teng straightforwardly admitted her skepticism.
"Well, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, you'll find out eventually." Xue Ling felt the best explanation was often no explanation at all. Time would prove everything, so there was no need for her to argue.
"So, it's like you didn't say anything at all." Qing Teng was speechless. This little brat had quite the audacity to talk like this.
"If you're free, can you help me grind this to a powder? I'll need it soon. How does that sound?" Xue Ling, seeing Qing Teng with nothing to do assigned her a task.
