"Ah!!!!"
A scream broke through the heavens, Lin Yifan's veins bulging all over his body, his pain immense.
"Pfft!"
"Haha! Haha!"
An Qi laughed again, truly amused by Lin Yifan.
"You big pervert! If you don't have the ability, just don't force it. It hurts even me to watch," An Qi advised between her fits of laughter.
"Who said I don't have the ability? I just didn't get the hang of it, couldn't circulate my cultivation strength; let me try again, I guarantee, I can definitely split it open!" Lin Yifan struggled through the pain, his vow fervent.
"Alright then! Continue, I really want to see what excuse you'll make next," An Qi said with a cold laugh.
She thought this man was hilarious. Clearly lacking the ability, yet stubbornly refusing to admit it, always bringing trouble upon himself.
