Chen Yi glanced at the Brocade Spring Blade, now with a section broken off, and casually tossed it onto the ground.
At that moment, a slight stirring came from his arms. Lowering his gaze, Chen Yi saw Lin Wanxiao just as she opened her eyes.
"Ah!"
Startled to find herself in the arms of a man, Lin Wanxiao flailed in panic, struggling until she fell onto the ground.
"Ouch, that hurts."
Her hips burned with pain, and she looked at Chen Yi in confusion, seeming to ask, why did you drop me?
"You fell on your own."
Chen Yi spread his hands in an indifferent gesture.
Lin Wanxiao shrank back a few steps. Then, using the wall for support, she slowly stood up. Her eyes quivered, the shock in her expression only fading after quite a while.
"Then… why were you holding me? Men and women shouldn't touch casually…"
As she spoke, Lin Wanxiao's face turned red, and she added a firm reminder,
"You're my uncle."
