Xi Ming, still sitting on the ground where Ye Jin had thrown him, stared at her with a mix of annoyance, awe, and confusion.
How was she able to take that boar on her own? and why did she fling him away like that?!
Ye Jin approached him, a smirk playing on her lips. "Aren't you going to say thank you?"
Xi Ming's lips flattened into a straight line, and almost begrudgingly, he managed to mutter a cold, "...thank you."
Ye Jin chuckled, seemingly amused. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"
