The voice belonged to a young man, definitely not an old grandpa.
He sounded like he was in his early thirties at most.
Chu Qianli stared at him, then quickly walked up and crouched down, fixing her gaze on his face.
Feng Dingchu wanted to laugh. "What are you thinking..."
But before he could finish, Chu Qianli made her move!
If her action hadn't been devoid of any dangerous aura, Feng Dingchu would have stopped her.
However, she had just recovered from qi deviation. If she were to be injured by his internal energy by accident, she would be severely hurt.
In that moment of hesitation, Chu Qianli's hand grabbed his white hair and gave a gentle tug.
A wig was pulled off.
Feng Dingchu was stunned.
What he didn't expect even more was that this little girl was going to pull at his beard.
"No... wait, the beard is real, a real beard!"
Pain!
She was plucking his hair!
Chu Qianli froze. Looking at the few dyed beard hairs she had pulled off, she felt very embarrassed for a moment.
"Really?"
"Really!"
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.
Feng Dingchu coughed lightly and pointed to a nearby stone. "Little one, sit down for a while. You'll be able to eat soon."
"Don't mind me, I'm just... really curious."
Chu Qianli turned her wrist, and in an instant, a razor appeared in her hand.
"What is this?" He had never seen such a strange little thing. It looked sharp, but it was basically impossible for it to hurt someone.
"Haven't you trimmed your beard in a long time? Shall I shave it for you?"
"No."
"I want to shave it." It was a kind of obsession, one she couldn't explain herself.
Perhaps it was because this old grandpa's voice was so pleasant, and she was too curious about what he actually looked like.
She was really, really curious.
So curious that if she didn't see his face clearly, she would be bitten to death by the curious worms in her stomach.
Chu Qianli had never been so rude to anyone.
This was definitely the first time.
Perhaps she hadn't fully recovered from her qi deviation, otherwise, how could she have been so presumptuous?
"Girl..."
"Just one shave, it'll be quick, I promise."
"But there's no need..."
"I can cook for you." She moved closer. "This thing you're eating must be very unpalatable. Haven't you eaten anything good in a long time? I'll cook for you, okay?"
"No..."
"Don't move! The razor is very sharp, it will hurt you."
"That..."
"Don't move around!"
...Feng Dingchu wondered if his brain had gone bad. Otherwise, how could he allow a little girl he had just met to be so rude to him?
And mess around on his face?
However, that so-called razor in her hand seemed... very useful?
Clean and efficient, much better than a short knife.
He kind of wanted it...
"Are you done?" He could clearly feel his beard being shaved off with a swish, swish, swish, but this girl was still staring at his face, her eyes fixed.
Feng Dingchu gently tapped her forehead. "If you're done, move aside."
With a flick of his long fingers, the razor in Chu Qianli's hand landed in his.
Feng Dingchu examined it carefully.
This thing was exquisitely made, and he had no idea how it was produced.
Had he retired for too long, unaware that the martial world had gained so many unusual new things?
"Child, where did you buy this thing?"
Feng Dingchu looked up at her. "Little child?"
Chu Qianli, however, was still staring at his face, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Finally, he reminded her, "Your drool is coming out, wipe it quickly."