Seeing Yang Qingyuan's bowed head and silent posture, Liu'er assumed that her words just now had somewhat hurt the "child's" pride.
So she flicked the peach pit in her hand, tossing it so that it lightly tapped Yang Qingyuan on the head.
"You don't need to sell yourself too short either. Honestly speaking, the speed at which your strength is progressing has actually far exceeded my imagination.
Chapter 187