"Alright then, today you better put on a good show for me!"
Han Qingying's voice grew colder bit by bit, and her dark hair flew about her, exuding an air of murderous intent.
"Clink...."
With a slight effort of her hands, she tapped the cane on the steps, and then her body lightly landed opposite Qin Yu.
Whoosh....
Her leg meridians were blocked, but that did not affect her upper body. She swung the cane single-handedly towards Qin Yu's head.
Thinking of how she made a fool of him the day before, fury surged straight to the crown of Han Qingying's head.
"Damn it...."
Qin Yu's eyelid twitched, and with a push off the table's legs, his body almost parallel to the ground, he shot behind the screen.
Boom....
The next second, Qin Yu's solid wooden table for treating patients shattered into pieces.
Even the silver cane, when it smashed onto the ground, cracked the blue stone floor tiles.