Under the firelight, the palm shimmered like jade.
Jiang Ning: "..."
"Is your current power necessary?" Jiang Ning said.
"How is it not necessary!" Lin Qingyi spoke, then continued, "Now that I'm bearing the Taiyin heritage, my body is as cold as bone. Don't believe me? Feel it."
After speaking, she grabbed Jiang Ning's right hand with both hands.
Instantly.
Jiang Ning felt ice coldness clinging to his palm and the back of his hand.
"See? Very cold, right!" Seeing Jiang Ning's astonished face, Lin Qingyi said.
"Wasn't it harmonized with Yin and Yang initially?" Jiang Ning said.
"Because you're too weak!" Lin Qingyi said.
Jiang Ning nodded, "It's your Yang that is too weak."
Jiang Ning: "..."
"You've been provoking me all along!" Jiang Ning said again.
"I'm just stating facts!" Lin Qingyi immediately raised her chin, her face full of pride.
"If you keep provoking me, I won't be polite!" Jiang Ning threatened.
