"Get down here."
Picking up a stone, Gong Yinping hurled it directly at Chen Feng. Pretending he couldn't dodge in time, Chen stumbled a step and teetered on the edge before tumbling down from the top of the wall.
It was a long night with no desire to sleep, and it was not often he came across a girl who knew martial arts. Chen Feng decided to have some fun with her.
"Ah!"
Gong Yinping, seeing Chen Feng fall from the three-meter-high wall, screamed out in shock, closing her eyes, unable to watch. After what felt like ages with no sound, she wondered to herself if he might have fallen to his death.
Opening her eyes fearfully, she discovered the young man was perfectly fine, standing on the ground with a smile, watching her. He wasn't hurt at all.
"You... you're okay?" Gong Yinping asked in disbelief.
"Of course, there's something wrong. I'm a little hungry. Do you have any food?" Chen Feng said, feigning a pained expression.
"You rascal, go to hell!"
