- do novel things. Like, say, watching a Qing Jing Peak Lord lift a cow one-handed.
The reemerged mental image makes the corners of his eyes crinkle, trying not to fall back into laughter.
As he finally drops his hand from his mouth, he's much calmer, letting out a sigh.
"This one doesn't doubt."
The reemerged mental image makes the corners of his eyes crinkle, trying not to fall back into laughter.
As he finally drops his hand from his mouth, he's much calmer, letting out a sigh.
"This one doesn't doubt."
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“I doubt the farmers would appreciate us manhandling their cows. Shall we take our leave?”
As much as he would love to see Liu Qingge lift a hundred cows... he looked plenty ——
It will have to suffice, for now. Consider his curiosity satiated for the moment!
"Fine. Done visiting your family finally?"
Despite the teasing, he's already pulling out Cheng Luan, mounting the sword like he did before and offering his hand to Shen Qingqiu.
He gets comfortable on the sword, sparing one last glance to the cows before humming.
“Let's go.”
When the other Peak Lord gave the word to go, Qingge was off, leaving the fields far below and heading for the mountains.
“Liu-shidi, you fly really well!”
The compliment probably doesn't reach him, considering they are traveling several feet high in the air!