"Something's not right..."
Qin said, suddenly realizing something was amiss.
"Eh, my Mutation Rate seems... to have decreased."
She said uncertainly.
Xue Jing was helping her untangle the steel cable jump rope, looking indifferent and seemingly unconcerned.
"Oh? Is that so."
A hint of pleasure crossed Qin's beautiful and mature face:
"Although I haven't checked specifically, this clarity of mind can't be wrong... is it because I've broken free from your control, the stigmata is regained and my spirit relaxed?"
Xue Jing casually said, "Should be... Where's the thing you were talking about?"
With a mischievous smile, Qin was about to tease the handsome young man when she heard him say in an indifferent tone:
"I'd advise against any superfluous thoughts. We are no more than a step apart... You're not unaware of what this means for a Martial Artist, are you?"
Qin stiffened, and said sheepishly, "You're no fun..."
As she spoke, she shook her head and raised her right hand.
