The Fragrant Paper-Wrapped Fish
Editor: Vermillion
Yang Meiji and An Sheng wrecked their brains and stared at Bu Fang in astonishment as he flipped the fat fish up into the air with just a single flip.
The fish flew across the air, drawing an arc, and its scales were scintillating with a blinding glow, looking as eye-catching as ever.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun around, and a sword light streaked across the stupefied gaze of both women. That light streak was moving at such high speed that it was not detectable by the naked eye. The scales of that fat fish got removed briskly, causing them to scatter across the skies like a blooming flower.
That fish fell onto the table perfectly, landing on Bu Fang's kitchen knife. He then used some strength to gently toss it back into the air, and as the fish remained floating, Bu Fang flipped it around and similarly began to descale it at high speed.
Thud! The scaleless fish then fell upon the stove with its mouth wide open.