That young man, Wu Meng, was quite the honest type. Who else would answer that dolt?
But Wu Meng had answered truthfully, "It's only about thirty-five square meters, not that big."
"Not bad, young man!" Ji Taixian praised.
Gu Chen turned his head just in time to see the girl's face fall the moment she heard that.
It was strange, and for no apparent reason.
Her face, which had been a blank slate just a second ago, now looked rather angry.
'A show-off! She must be mad because that Space Ability User is bragging!'
Gu Chen got it in a flash. He turned and shot Wu Meng a glare. "Get back in formation."
"And you," he added, turning to Ji Taixian, "what was the point of asking? Big or small, a Space is just for holding things."
Having been inexplicably rebuked, Ji Taixian shot his brother a pitiful glance and silently shrank to one side, not daring to make another peep.
Xie Ning was, indeed, very angry.
