The Twelfth Game: Fire Springs Forest Park 19

As Lu Huai stepped out slowly, he looked over at Wen Nannan and asked, "Have you seen enough?"

Honestly, she hadn't. Wen Nannan shook her head, her mouth slightly agape. "What exactly do you mean by fine control?"

In response, Lu Huai raised his hand. With a subtle movement, the water droplets in the air began to gather, forming a coherent mass that then morphed into a character—Nan.

"Wow!" Wen Nannan was in awe. She felt as if Lu Huai had some sort of internal mastery, akin to the special effects seen in TV dramas; his control was simply mesmerizing.

"Brother Lu, that's a bit too easy. Can you write out my full name?" she challenged, raising the difficulty level.

No sooner had she spoken than the water droplets transformed again, now spelling out "Wen Nannan" in elegant curves.

"That's amazing!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands with glee.