Zheng You was very prejudiced against Bai Lin. She subconsciously felt that Bai Lin was mocking her. She was angry and a little breathless, so her face turned red and she said angrily, "Don't just talk big! How are you going to do something that the few of us can't do together? How much lung capacity do you have to replace so many of us?!"
When Li Xuan returned and saw how their daggers were drawn, he hurriedly came up to placate them. "What's the matter? Xiao Lin, don't push yourself. Look at the size of the teapot. There are more than two liters of water in it. It's definitely not enough for you to exhale alone."
As he spoke, he raised his bottle with the remaining half of the water. "I just thought of it. We all have clean water. Can't we just change the water in the teapot with it?"
Bai Lin ignored Li Xuan and sized up Zheng You from head to toe.
