"Really? You can still beat the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable?"
Zhen Qin chuckled, playfully asking along with Gu An's comment.
Gu An raised his right hand, making a fist, and said, "My punch carries the power of countless millennia, can he, the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable, withstand it?"
"Ptui, ptui, ptui! Don't talk nonsense, be careful he doesn't hear you!" Zhen Qin suddenly panicked, and after saying so, she stood up, bowed to the window with her hands pressed together, and mouthed an apology for Gu An.
Gu An watched, wanting to laugh; he didn't stop her, musing at Zhen Qin's performance.
Ye Lan wasn't scared, she always felt that Gu An had a relationship with the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable. For Gu An to speak like that suggested his relationship with the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable was extremely good, good enough to even joke about defying authority, which made her quite happy.