After hearing their intent to pry, Zuo Liang wanted to criticize them: How others do it is none of your business; what's important is to learn your own skills well.
"Shh." Zhang Shuping involuntarily puckered his lips as he watched Xie Wanying start to move.
To their amazement, as the three of them spoke, Xie Wanying seemed oblivious, like a deaf person, not showing any signs of hearing their idle chat and not even noticing their presence, treating her surroundings as if they were air.
This extraordinary focus was quite astonishing.
The three of them focused their gaze on the hand of Xie Wanying holding the light tube.
Her hand, if it hadn't moved for a long time, was like a calm lake surface.
