"You shouldn't talk nonsense. Mr. Gongsun's waist is perfectly normal without any issues," Gongsun Ce gritted his teeth, "Absolutely! None!!"
"Comparing stamina with a Heavenly Return Skill practitioner must be tough~~" Shiyu Ling glanced sideways.
Gongsun Ce, angry and embarrassed: "Are you getting on or not? If not, I'm going on my own!"
"My bicycle doesn't have a back seat either." Shiyu Ling shrugged.
Gongsun Ce turned around, and with a tap, he casually installed an iron-grey back seat. After returning the white substance, he could no longer create objects as he did before, but having broken through Manifestation, he had developed his own substitute technique. Shiyu Ling tapped the back seat that had materialized out of thin air. The iron-grey seat emitted a crisp metallic sound, with flame-like patterns on it. She figured this was a usage derived from the Absolute Hatred Mark. She turned around, got on the bike, and poked Gongsun Ce on the back of the head.
