Li Changzhou's gaze was downcast.
The jet-black hair right before his eyes, a wisp of faint fragrance assailed his nostrils, almost as if he could feel the touch of her hair.
Li Changzhou suppressed the urge to bury his face in her hair.
'Dive Punch': From a higher to a lower position, the power of a direct punch +1
"It's not that I don't care about you, I've always been watching you," he said softly.
"I know," Yang Qinglan nodded slightly.
A Perception of 10, any changes in the small battlefield of seven were under her control.
Li Changzhou looked down and smiled, saying:
"I always feel like I don't need to be so concerned about you. Now that your 'Speed' and 'Perception' are maxed out, and your Constitution is at 8 points, your Strength might be weak, but with the Emerald Bee Sword, you might even be stronger than me."
"Unless you don't have 'Death God Descending'."
"Oh? Feeling confident?"
Yang Qinglan gave a playful, provocative laugh.
Li Changzhou also laughed.
