Yan Yan nodded at her.
Although Gu Yixuan was a bit crazy when it came to medicine, he was mostly reliable. At least compared to the other members of the troublemaking group, he was impressively steady.
So, Yun Qiqi set her worries aside and nodded, saying, "I do know a little."
"You really know?" Gu Yixuan was shocked.
"But I can't fly, and I can't transform," Yun Qiqi answered honestly.
Gu Yixuan was just about to ask what she could do when he saw the young girl gently lift her slender, white hand.
Her hands were beautiful, with delicate white fingertips that seemed soft and lacking in strength, but the action was a bit inexplicable.
The next second, he saw her fingertips lightly hook.
Immediately, a glass on the table next to him floated up into the air and flew directly above her hands.
Gu Yixuan widened his eyes in astonishment.
The young girl's fingertips gently moved, and the glass, as if being dragged by something, began to slowly rotate mid-air.
