Tan Chengcheng was still bellowing with impotence. Taoyao glanced at him indifferently and simply crossed her legs to begin meditating.
Time ticked by second by second. Feeling his throat parched from cursing, Tan Chengcheng grabbed the teapot on the table, only to find not a single drop of water inside. In a fit of frustration, he smashed it to pieces.
One of the shattered ceramic shards happened to fly straight toward Taoyao. Seeing that she was already in deep meditation, Tan Chengcheng hurriedly rushed over to block the shard for her. In his haste, half of the teapot, still standing upright on the floor, drove straight into the center of his foot.
Chapter 195