"Clang!"
Before the five women could react, followed by a loud bang, Aoyama Xiu Xin smashed one corner of the stone table with a punch, causing pieces to fall off and dust to spread everywhere.
The five women stared blankly at the scene.
"Excuse my rudeness." Aoyama Xiu Xin pulled back his fist, sighed with relief, and spoke with a feigned casual smile.
"Sugoi!" Miyashita Ryouko exclaimed, rushing over to grab his punching fist, carefully touched it, then looked up in awe and asked, "Mr. Aoyama, did you study ninjutsu?"
"No, I just have natural super strength." Aoyama Xiu Xin gave his usual response.
The woman with long black hair squatted down, picked up the scattered stone pieces, and said in disbelief, with her worldview shattered, "This... How is this possible!"
