But I’m Not Called Lin San
Editor: Vermillion
Ji Shanqing was not showing a false bravado when he said those words.
"Your wings!" Mrs. Manas shrieked. Lin Sanjiu didn't even have the time to turn her head. She contracted her back muscles and quickly retracted her two large wings. The sharp tips of her wings scraped the surface of a mirror with a screech but thankfully the mirror did not break. Lin Sanjiu had barely caught her breath, her heart was still pounding when a beam of light shot out once again from the mirror above her. She let out a low anxious grunt before she leaped away from her original spot. However, when she turned around and lifted one of her arms, which now seemed to her like several tons, the light had already hit the mirror on the floor. The beam was reflected. It split into various directions and vanished into the surroundings.
Lin Sanjiu could hear her own labored panting. She tried to close her eyes tightly before opening them again, but her vision was still very blurry.