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"Recognized?" Yu Jingting asked Suizi.
"She was sitting in the row behind us on the plane, don't you remember?"
Yu Jingting shrugged his shoulders, now that she mentioned it, it kind of rang a bell, but at that time his focus was all on how to infuriate Que Wuyu.
"That woman is no ordinary person, she must be a martial artist." The driver, Siye, said.
"Old man, you can tell that just by looking?" Yu Jingting asked.
"She practices hard qigong. A single finger of hers can shatter bricks. Can't you see the Qi flowing around her?"
Suizi let out a gasp of admiration and looked at Siye with reverence.
"Dad, you can see that?"
"Of course, naturally so. Although Tiegen, this blockhead, wouldn't be able to see it; this kind of Qi flow is only perceivable among us, people who have practiced deeply mysterious breathing techniques and can sense each other."
