Qingyin looked at Yang Chen with a serious expression: "Yang Chen, you just tried to break through this weak spot. What was the result?"
"The same as you, Miss Qingyin." Yang Chen replied honestly.
He was now beginning to understand the personality of this woman.
She was unrestrained like a swordsman, honest and straightforward, not showing the pretentiousness of other women. She was completely spontaneous in her actions, even directly using his name when they met, not wanting to call him "Young Master". Moreover, her spirited eyebrows had never relaxed from beginning to end.
Qingyin wasn't shy or awkward from being stared at by Yang Chen so intently: "In that case, can the two of us break through this formation together?"
"Exactly." Yang Chen replied.
Qingyin became vigilant in an instant: "Why do I feel that this is what you intended?"
Yang Chen blinked: "What do you mean, Miss Qingyin?"