Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief and then laughed and mocked: "It's okay, okay, Mr. Yang, she..."

Before he could say his third mocking words to me, Yang Tian stretched out his hand again to interrupt and said, "Swallow the next words in your stomach to avoid being slapped in the face again."

Wu Yong was really unconvinced this time. He said: "Mr. Yang, do you think too highly of the Xiao family of East Lake? Blooming flowers and making jade carvings emit fragrance are just some small tricks. I still don't believe it. She really...

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Before he finished speaking, Wu Yong heard an exclamation.

He looked at it doubtfully and was immediately dumbfounded.

I saw that after the crystal lotus in Xiao Lan's hand escaped from the palm, it did not fall to the ground according to Newton's mechanics.

Instead, it was suspended in the air.

Really suspended in the air.

"This, this, this... I'm going to go to hell."

"Is it fake? How can jade be suspended in the air without any force?"

"I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it!"
Chapter completed!