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Qiao Chutian stood still, looking like a steadfast gatekeeper.
Mai Xiaomai blinked and extended her finger, poking him in the armpit...
"Haha—"
Chutian couldn't stand the tickle and burst into laughter, dodging away.
Xiaomai walked out, sticking her tongue out at him and saying, "If you think you can block my way, you're still too green. I'm well-versed in the body's acupuncture points; just a single finger and I can deal with you."
"Oh wow, speaking as if you're some kind of acupuncture master. Do you know the death points? The action points? The laughter points? The numbness points?"
Chutian asked deliberately.
"No, I don't. However, if I had silver needles, I'd know where to poke them. Even though it's not as magical as in the martial arts novels, I'm aware of the various effects of acupuncture points."
"Impressive!"
"You flatter me!"
"Being modest now, are we?"
"Modesty is my virtue, unlike someone who is always so full of themselves, cocky, and narcissistic."