Chapter 0492: Sickle

Li Xiaobao of course didn't know what Wu Fengqing was thinking. Waving the scythe in his hand, he pointed to a small stool in the distance and said.

"Whoosh!"

To Wu Fengqing's surprise, the moment Li Xiaobao swung his scythe, a whooshing sound flashed by, making him feel a shiver throughout his body.

The key was that he only then realized that Li Xiaobao's scythe seemed different from others. Although it hadn't been used for a long time, it still looked dazzlingly sharp, enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Haven't used it in a while, you just sit and wait for a bit, I'll sharpen it!" Xiaobao said and went to the tap to start sharpening the blade without paying any attention to Wu Fengqing.

"Xiaobao, you're back!"

When Zhang Ling arrived at Li Xiaobao's doorstep, she saw that the gate was open and Wu Fengqing's car was parked outside, so she knew that Xiaobao had returned.

"Yeah, why are you here?"