"I don't mind." Quick! Efficient!
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu's gaze darkened slightly, "Miss Jin, do you know what this knife is used for?"
"For cutting bodies."
Yan Yu remained silent.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie calm.
Chuzheng felt puzzled at the bottom of her heart, did she say something wrong?
If a scalpel isn't for cutting bodies, then what? For cutting tofu?
Wouldn't that be a disservice to the name 'scalpel'?!
"Did I say something wrong?" I couldn't possibly be wrong!
"Miss Jin is absolutely right, aren't you afraid?" Yan Yu's deep eyes stared intently at her, as if trying to see something on her face.
Unfortunately, Chuzheng was calm the whole time, "Afraid of what?"
Yan Yu was more specific, "The scalpel in my hand might have cut through bodies, aren't you scared?"
Yan Yu emphasized the word "bodies."
"Oh."
Chuzheng didn't seem to care much and continued eating.
Yan Yu: "..."
Suddenly, the corners of Yan Yu's mouth lifted, "Miss Jin sure has some guts."
