Chiang Yi frowned, looking at An Yiqing with confusion. What was she trying to do?
The next second, An Yiqing's actions answered everyone's question.
She placed the wood in the mud pit, and because of the pit's density, it didn't sink immediately.
Then, she suddenly lay down and tightly hugged the long piece of wood with her arms and legs as if she was lying in bed embracing a large pillow.
Normally, the combined weight of a person and a piece of wood would surely sink in the mud pit. However, An Yiqing completely shattered that rule.
She clutched the wood, with her face pressed tightly against it, and her waist and hips slightly arched. Before anyone could react, she began rapidly rolling over in the mud pit while holding the wood.
"I – I – I'm flabbergasted!"
Chiang Yi and Ye Hong stared agape as An Yiqing, hugging a piece of wood that weighed fifty catties, rolled crazily through the mud pit, their eyes nearly popping out.
