Zhuang Xiaodie learned from Zhang Zian's memory that he had practiced a few self-defense techniques with the tea-colored cat. However, she only briefly browsed and blocked these memories, as they were related to the elfins. She gave them no further thought. She looked down on this so-called kung fu; she thought it was nothing more than a way of exercising, similar to the gymnastics exercises on TV. Besides, she also felt that the elfin called Old Time Tea was the most overrated one among them.
Under her horrified gaze, Zhang Zian took two steps forward and smiled at them while she moved her hands and feet. "What? Are you all coming together, or one at a time? In other words, is it a one-versus-one fight or a free-for-all?"
"Yah!"
The red hair spat on the ground. He was cautious about how to proceed but was nevertheless inclined to. This was because Zhang Zian was too calm. He was not sure whether the guy was really psychotic or had a hidden trump card.
