Yao Yue was rendered speechless by Aunt Hua's words. The things Aunt Hua said were something she truly couldn't refute, leaving her feeling as if she were indeed very foolish.
Yao Yue turned her head to stare at Li Xiaoqiang, who was immersed in sculpting, and a sense of unfamiliarity grew in her heart. Aunt Hua's words made her feel that she didn't know this man at all.
She had always habitually thought she understood him, but it was just the surface; in reality, many aspects of his inner self were a blur to her.
At that moment, everyone was staring at Li Xiaoqiang, who was engrossed in sculpting.
On the huge stone, fragments continuously flew around, while the originally star-strewn sky gradually became shrouded in dark clouds.
In the thick clouds, a dazzling lightning bolt streaked across.
Crack!
A loud thunderclap struck the Wilderness Area.
As the sound of thunder faded, raindrops started to fall from the sky.
