C180 I'm Not Pestering Your Son

"Fast?" Her normal speed was just like that. If she was to suddenly crawl like a tortoise, it would be a fool not to be able to tell.

The high efficiency and speed that she had honed over the past few years wasn't something that could be changed in a short period of time. She had only changed her flat shoes because she was worried that it would be seen through.

Aunt Shao choked on her words