"If you want to laugh, just let it out, or you might end up with an internal injury," Han Yan sighed, speaking to Huayue whose face was almost twisting with effort. After saying that, she herself began to laugh unrestrainedly.
"Ha... Hahahahaha." Huayue finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into loud laughter.
Qu Shanhai glared fiercely at Han Yan and the others, but he didn't have the intention to scold them. Being a descendant of Capital's wealthy Qu Family with a resoundingly good reputation, he was, of course, embarrassed to bring down the wrath like He Songhua on several juniors; it would be too damaging to his dignity.
By then, Chen Pingfeng was plummeting fast, and although he had the cultivation of a Great Swordsman, falling from dozens of feet in the air would still likely result in broken arms and legs. Chen Pingfeng, terrified, flailed his limbs wildly, looking every bit like a clumsy bird with broken wings.
