"Her words? I need to weigh them myself before making any decisions," as soon as the voice fell, a pair of hands stretched out from the black robe.
On Lake Heart Island, everyone was stunned.
First, it was because of the cryptic comment from the person in the black robe. Weighing? Yue Jinghua is not a piece of pork, how else does one weigh?
What astonished them a moment later, however, were the hands that extended from the black robe.
Yue Jinghua had never seen such a pair of hands before. They were slightly longer than a woman's fingers, but less rough than a man's hands at the joints. Gleaming white, they were like the light of fireflies, having never been touched by the wind, sunlight, or perspiration, without a single pore in sight.
It was such a hand that made Ni Qianjun's already unfriendly face turn even stranger as he blurted out: "You are the Jade Finger Killing God!"
Cold sweat trickled down from Ni Qianjun's forehead.
