Feng Yingying stood up. She thought about the dance steps she saw, and then she began to dance.
Yu Xian was flabbergasted.
She thought…
The dance was very beautiful. After all, Feng Yingying was also quite beautiful, and the dance steps she performed should be pleasing to the eye, but…
It was completely different from what she thought!
Feng Yingying took a step forward, and her movements were exaggerated like a man's. Her hands swung in an exaggerated arc, just like the drunken soldiers in the navy camp when Yu Xian was a child!
"Can this... really ward off evil spirits?" Yu Xian was a little uncertain.
Such dance steps were even more frightening in the dark night.
"I don't know either. The witch danced like this." Feng Yingying looked serious. "If this really doesn't work... Master Yu, can you recite scriptures?"
"Tao Te Ching or Diamond Sutra? I only know these two." Yu Xian was quite embarrassed.
