Lin Suqing, holding the Roaring Sky Brush horizontally with his left hand in front of him, blocked Madame Xia from approaching.
Madame Xia didn't see any Divine Power in the brush he held, but rather split her thin lips, revealing sharp teeth, and mockingly said, "Oh? A lefty?"
Even at the critical moment of confrontation, she still noticed such a minor detail—it seemed that whether she could obtain Lin Suqing's body was truly unimportant to her.
"Whether I'm a lefty or a righty, what does it have to do with you?"
Lin Suqing, saying this, reached his right hand into his bosom and pulled out a leaf, making no attempt to hide his actions, blatantly obvious, while Madame Xia's gaze, intentionally or not, followed his movements, capturing every motion.
Soon, a look of disdain appeared on her face as she sneered, "Just an ordinary leaf, what now? A leaf blown by a lover? Wanting to treasure it before dying?"
