Chen Lusi gently advised, "Besides, I just got promoted, you may not be able to stop me, after all, Catherine, how old is Tretyakov? How old are you?"
Tang Language, upon hearing the topic of age, looked at Chen Lusi's youthful face and showed a conflicted expression: "…You really won't hurt me?"
"Hmm."
"Alright then."
Tang Language again showed hesitation, only after a long time did she nod in agreement, while not forgetting to remind: "But you must remember, don't really make a move!"
Chen Lusi agreed, then backed off to a distance, and shouted to Tang Language, "Let's start."
Tang Language looked at Chen Lusi standing afar, took a deep breath, carefully considered her strategy, and then slowly raised her hand, directly aiming at Chen Lusi, her long hair moving without wind: "…Star-picking!"
Woo woo—
A fox's cry suddenly sounded.
A giant snow-white fox's shadow appeared above the two, opening its slender mouth, biting towards... the overhead incandescent lamp.
