Qin Yishan raised his hand and waved it, his voice flat and indifferent. "You know best why I came. Where is it?"
Lüzhu replied, "I don't know what you are talking about, Senior."
Without further ado, Qin Yishan curled his five fingers into a claw, condensed a spear made of *Qi*, and thrust it toward her.
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