Directly At Su Yun

"Cards?"

Hearing Zhou Xiaoxiao's joking question, Dr. Qin was surprised. He didn't know why she had such a strange idea.

Qin Ming couldn't help but look curiously at the livestream on her phone. It was a young man throwing poker cards. The man was handsome and his actions were elegant. He was indeed quite attractive. He had seen this scene in movies like the God of Gamblers.

"Yeah, throwing cards. Just like in the video."

At this moment, seeing Zhou Xiaoxiao's curious expression, Qin Ming stared at the livestream and replied seriously, "Sure!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was stunned. Before she could react, Dr. Qin pointed at Su Yun on the screen. "Take this streamer for example. If he has sixty years of cultivation, he can completely cause fatal injuries like the grave robber's corpse!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao vomited blood. "Sixty years? Technique? Isn't this a martial arts novel? Dr. Qin, are you joking?"