Chapter 239: Falling Off the Horse, Junior, It Was You
Bei Ling was slicing the freshly baked bamboo rat.
A plain fruit knife in his hand seemed like some kind of super sharp tool that could cut through metal as if it were mud.
He sliced the meat off with ease, as if peeling an apple.
His fluid movements halted for a moment upon hearing Jiang Man’s question, and his long eyelashes fluttered.
Excitement surged within him, the most potent voice from the depths of his heart struggling to break free.
However, after a brief moment of emotional control, he handed the sliced meat to Jiang Man first.
"Lin Bei, do you still remember this person?"
Bei Ling lifted his head, his ice-cold pupils gleaming under the moonlight.
Jiang Man was taken aback.
It was usually her falling off horses, not so often that the people around her did too.