Yun Kuang still couldn't bring himself to push his sister out, and forced a laugh.
"So Qi knows it all, huh? But the Evil Summoning Spell was drawn by me. Although I'm not as skilled as you, I can still learn to draw an Evil Summoning Spell."
"No, you can't!" Yun Qi didn't expect that despite reaching this point, his cousin brother was still lying.
His little face fell serious and drooped, the baby fat on his cheeks weighed down heavily.
"With brother's skills, there's no way he could've drawn the Evil Summoning Spell. It's not okay to lie and overestimate yourself."
Yun Kuang's mouth twitched, his toes almost dug a three-room-one-hall out of the ground.
It's not scary to lie; it's scary to be exposed, and even scarier to be hit over the head with it by the Little Dumpling.
Indeed, he really didn't have those skills.
"Actually, what Sister Ying meant was..."
Yun Kuang still wanted to defend his blood sister.
