After Zhou Qingshan left, Lin Tian, Tang Feiyu, Gao Mingli, and others returned to their table to eat, drink, and chat, the atmosphere gradually warming up.
"Lin Tian, how did you train your Qigong?" Gao Mingli asked curiously.
"How can I answer that? It's my secret, of course, I can't tell you guys," Lin Tian shook his head and said.
"Can you really tear open the side of a bus with your bare hands?" Wang Xiaoyue asked.
"Of course, you all saw that news, so what's there to doubt. If you want, bring a bus here, and I'll perform tearing off a bus side for you right on the spot," Lin Tian joked.
Wang Xiaoyue then said, "I didn't expect you to be so amazing, Lin Tian. You really surprised me! How about giving me your contact information? Maybe we could become friends later?"
Before Lin Tian could say anything, Tang Feiyu frowned and said, "What are you trying to do, Wang Xiaoyue? Lin Tian is my Aunt Yanzi's man, are you trying to hit on him?"
