Feeling the gust of wind behind her, Chen Qing lowered her eyelids, her face an image of indifference.
Her long legs hidden beneath the table, one foot pressed down on Black Blade's scabbard while the other forcefully pushed the hilt outward.
Chen Qing instantly slapped the table and leapt up, flipping backward to land steadily on her feet, kicking the table full of bottles and jars towards the Dancing Sisters!
"Bang——!!!"
Potions were scattered all over the floor, and powder and gas splashed into the air.
"Cough cough cough——"
The Dancing Sisters inhaled the oncoming gas and dust, and immediately started coughing violently.
By now, they had missed the best opportunity to kill Chen Qing.
When the dust haze cleared, what greeted the sisters was the sharp blade of Black Blade in Chen Qing's hand!
From the beginning, Chen Qing knew these two were part of the pirate ship's crew.
Their flaws were too obvious.