Glancing at Fatty, Aning withdrew her gaze and looked at the stone door, pondering how to open it, only to remember there was an expert right beside her. She turned her head to look at Zhang Qiling.
Noticing the gaze directed at him, Zhang Qiling turned his head and met Aning's eyes, seeing her silent with her fair, delicate face slightly tilted up.
Zhang Qiling pressed his lips together, looked away, and slowly drew the Black Blade. He swept his gaze around, took a few steps back, and leaped upward. Using leverage from the side, he propelled himself higher, thrusting his blade straight into the crack of the stone door. Sliding down with the momentum all the way to the bottom, he landed steadily and sheathed his sword in one fluid motion.
Chapter 747