Facing the sudden question from the middle-aged man, Hui Lijing maintained absolute vigilance.
She wasn't a three-year-old child; how could she possibly answer so casually?
Especially considering the surrounding environment and the recent battle, the female detective deeply understood the importance of not speaking lightly to the stranger in front of her.
Thus, in the next moment—
The dandelion in Hui Lijing's hand was pointed directly at Hanakaiin Rō.
Whoosh!
A dull, nerve-racking whooshing sound filled the air, and Hanakaiin Rō couldn't help but take a step back.
Although he had already witnessed the power of 'Yingcao,' facing it directly still brought an overwhelming pressure—so much that it felt suffocating.
"How heavy is this dandelion?"
Hanakaiin Rō couldn't help but wonder.
Then, as he looked again at Hui Lijing effortlessly wielding the massive dandelion, his eye twitched involuntarily.
This woman... No!
No, that's not right!
How strong is 'Yingcao'?
