"Why does your face look green? You seem pretty uncomfortable. Maybe you shouldn't go out and play. I'll find you a hotel room so you can sleep and rest," Ye Luo glanced at the girl beside him and said with a half-smile.
Han Mengxi gritted her teeth repeatedly and angrily said, "I'm fine!"
My discomfort is all your damn fault! You nearly scared me to death just now. My hands and feet are still weak. So what if my face went a bit pale from fright? Is that wrong? No, it's not! And you have the nerve to ask!
Ye Luo chuckled, "Really no problem? Let me give you a rub."
"Rub your big head, ghost!" Han Mengxi finally couldn't help but yell.
Without waiting for a response, Ye Luo reached out and placed his hand on her forehead, channeling the Nine Yang True Qi. Instantly, a warm sensation spread throughout Han Mengxi's body, revitalizing her spirit. The weakness she had felt before disappeared without a trace.