C124 Spirits Are Lingering' 4

He stood at the table, gave his finger a twist, and the copper coin began to spin across the surface...

As it slowed to a near stop, Mu Yunhua reached out a hand and deftly slapped the coin down onto the table.

The answer was now beneath her palm!

"Is this... some kind of joke?" The scholar's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never witnessed such a hasty decision-making process