"How could this be? how could this be?" Zeng Zhengping was also at a loss. He suddenly thought of something and glared at Ling Chuxi."You wretched girl, what did you do to the mortal sword?"
"So many people are watching, what can I do? He's lost his mind. Oh right, this is a sign of losing his mind. When I said that he injured himself, you didn't believe me. Now you should believe me, right?" Said Ling Chuxi with a smile, her face full of ridicule.
Zeng Zhengping's expression flickered. Just by looking at Ling Chuxi's teasing smile, he knew that this matter was definitely Ling Chuxi's doing. But how did she do it?