Sister Zhao, why are you taking off your pants?!

While shocked by Li Mubai's miraculous techniques...

The beautiful woman couldn't help but think of the time a few days ago when she had slipped and fallen while grinding soybeans.

He bumped his inner thigh on a rock.

Although three days have passed since this incident.

However, the injured area did not improve; instead, it worsened, and the injury became more severe.

This morning, she lifted her skirt to examine her injuries and discovered that her inner thigh had turned a deep bruise.

And while walking, I felt a faint pain.

She had been applying heat every night, but her injury still hadn't improved.

Just yesterday.

She also went to a clinic, hoping to see a doctor.

But.

When she entered the clinic and found there wasn't a single female doctor, she left without seeking medical treatment.

Because the location of the fall was too embarrassing to talk about.

She simply couldn't bring herself to expose the location of her injury to outsiders for them to see.

The thought of it makes me feel incredibly ashamed.

And now.

After witnessing Li Mubai's amazing technique, she couldn't help but have a wicked idea.

Otherwise... let Little Brother Mubai take a look and see if he has any ideas.

Oops!

No, no, that won't do.

The beautiful woman quickly dismissed the idea.

That position is just... even if Little Brother Mubai is honest and kind, it's still too embarrassing.

But.

What if Little Brother Mubai doesn't examine his injuries, and the injuries suddenly worsen?

The beautiful woman was troubled and caught in a dilemma.

The kitchen was dimly lit.

Only a sliver of light, filtering through the glass windows opening onto the backyard, dispelled the darkness.

The dim atmosphere made people feel depressed.

Just as Li Mubai was about to speak and break the silence...

A resolute look flashed across the beautiful woman's face, and she spoke first:

"Little Brother Mubai... I have a request."

The beautiful woman hesitated, her face showing a Sisi... barely concealed shyness.

"Sister, please tell me what's wrong. As long as it's within my ability, I'll definitely help you."

Li Mubai said with a smile.

As he spoke, he slowly took half a step back, creating some distance between himself and the beautiful woman.

Being too close to someone is considered impolite.

Despite the lingering fragrance emanating from the beautiful woman, which made one reluctant to leave and unable to resist wanting to get any closer, she remained radiant.

But Li Mubai was not, after all, a beast.

In his previous life, he was familiar with ancient chapters and scriptures from a young age.

He has studied in depth how to treat others with courtesy, so he knows how to strike the right balance.

Certainly.

He only learned the good aspects of these rigid dogmas, ignoring anything that was detrimental to him.

He also noticed the woman's troubled expression.

He was fully prepared for the questions the beautiful woman was about to ask.

As long as the other party doesn't mention anything excessive or unacceptable, he will do his best to comply.

The beautiful woman would send him a piece of the finest tender tofu every day.

They would often visit each other, bringing various local specialties and foods.

Most importantly, it's the beautiful woman's personality and way of doing things that make people feel very comfortable.

At least you don't have to worry about being cheated.

Finally, we added Xiao Yu'er, who was considered half his disciple.

With all this, Li Mubai no longer considered the beautiful woman an outsider in his heart.

Moreover...

Two women, destitute and alone, what could they possibly ask for in this Spirit City?

It's nothing more than some hardships in life.

Li Mubai could handle this kind of situation with ease.

It's nothing more than lending out some money.

He was already an elder of the Spirit Hall, and Bibi Dong gave him a raise of almost half.

The current salary is only more, not less.

The family is well-off, so lending out some money is not a problem.

Li Mubai gazed at the beautiful woman, quietly awaiting what would happen next.

And Sister Zhao.

He looked troubled, as if it were something he found difficult to talk about.

He hesitated for a long time.

Sister Zhao then looked at Li Mubai with a slightly flushed face:

"Mubai, I..."

Looking at Sister Zhao, whose cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment and who seemed about to say something but hesitated, Li Mubai couldn't help but make wild guesses.

Sister Zhao seemed so embarrassed and shy; could it be that she wanted me to help alleviate her loneliness and emptiness...?

No, no, no...

Impossible!

Sister Zhao usually dresses very conservatively; even when she wears a dress, she deliberately chooses a long-sleeved dress that covers her entire body.

Furthermore, the other party's daily activity range is also limited.

Apart from the fact that he needs to sell tofu in the morning to make a living.

I spend most of my time at home and rarely wander the streets.

How could such a conservative woman possibly make such a request?

Why.

It seems I've been obsessed with the idea of Old Bear treating me to a trip to the Mandarin Duck River these past two days.

So,

Where has Old Bear been these past few days?

We agreed to go see the courtesan on the Mandarin Duck River together, but where is she?

Li Mubai couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

To find Old Bear, you just need to go to his house.

But...

This old man's wife is exceptionally fierce; even he has to keep his distance from her because of her shrewishness.

Go to Old Bear's house to find him?

I think I'll pass...

"Sis, just say what's on your mind. We're family, there's nothing we can't talk about."

Shaking his head and stopping his daydreams, Li Mubai interrupted the beautiful woman who was about to speak but hesitated.

He is a straightforward person and dislikes dry, indecisive things the most.

Hearing Li Mubai say this...

Sister Zhao then spoke with a resolute expression, as if she had mustered a great deal of courage:

"I fell at home a few days ago and hit my head on the Shi Mo. That's why you have a large bruise that won't go away."

"I just witnessed your unique technique, brother; you treat burns with remarkable skill."

"So I wanted to show you whether the bruises on your body could be removed."

Mu Di has already said that he's not an outsider, so it shouldn't be a problem to let him take a look, right...?

After Sister Zhao finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at Li Mubai again.

"Is this a big deal?"

Li Mubai smiled nonchalantly.

He thought it was something serious.

It turned out to be such a trivial matter, something that could be done with just a little effort.

The wonder of Soul Power includes its ability to circulate blood and remove blood stasis.

It is especially effective for injuries caused by blood stasis; simply rubbing it in is enough.

"Sis, this kind of bruise is nothing to me. By the way, where is the injury? Let me check it out."

Li Mubai immediately gave his assurance.

Upon hearing this, Sister Zhao grabbed one corner of her skirt with one hand and began to slowly lift it up.

As the hem of the white tulle skirt rose...

The beautiful woman's calves, which had been hidden under the white veil, gradually began to reveal themselves.

Her milky-white skin stood out dazzlingly in the dimly lit space.

Calves, knees, thighs...

As the skirt was lifted, the view inside was revealed.

A pair of long, shapely legs were revealed to Li Mubai, leaving him completely stunned.

Seeing that her skirt was about to be pulled up to her lower abdomen, Sister Zhao still didn't stop pulling it up.

Despite the unbearable longing in my heart.

But reason told Li Mubai that he couldn't watch any longer.

Then.

He immediately called for a stop:

"Sis, what are you doing? Stop it!"

Li Mubai covered his eyes with one hand, looking completely stunned.

Didn't we agree to have the injury checked?

Why are you taking your skirt off?

This is still the kitchen!

Is Li Mubai such a casual person, indiscriminate in his choices?

Let's talk about Sister Zhao.

It took immense courage for her to even lift up her skirt.

And now.

After Li Mubai said that, her hand, which was pulling at the hem of her skirt, immediately stopped.

She sensed the misunderstanding in Li Mubai's words.

So, blushing, she quickly explained in a low voice, "Little Brother Mubai, it's not what you think."

"That wound is on my thigh."

"You said we're not outsiders, that's why I thought I'd ask you to help me take a look; otherwise, my sister wouldn't be degrading herself like this."

Upon hearing this...

Li Mubai then understood... so that's how it is.

He thought Sister Zhao wanted to do that, but it turned out he was just overthinking it.

Alas, it's all because of the filth in my past life that I now associate everything I see with filth.

This kind of thinking, which you grasp in a second, is incredibly harmful!

Just a quick rant.

Li Mubai then lowered his hands from his eyes.

The first thing you see is a pair of long, smooth, white legs, standing there uneasily.

"Little Brother Mubai, look at this injury, can it be healed?"

Sister Zhao extended a slender, white finger and pointed to the inside of her left thigh, asking a question.

Li Mubai looked in the direction she was pointing.

Sure enough, on the inside of the beautiful woman's left thigh, there was a large patch of dark purple, which stood out starkly against her snow-white skin.

That's it.

Li Mubai then understood why Sister Zhao wasn't going to see a doctor.

This bruise is truly shameful and infuriating.

Moreover, she was a woman who valued chastity as much as a raging fire.

"Sister, I can handle this bruise, but the way I'm doing it..."

Li Mubai was too embarrassed to continue.

To remove this bruise, you need to use your hands and knead it.

If it were on the calf, Li Mubai wouldn't be in such an awkward situation.

However, the location of this bruise is precisely on the inner side, close to the genital area.

In such a position, even if Li Mubai wanted to treat her, it would make her feel rather embarrassed.

"It's okay, you can do it..."

Sister Zhao's voice was extremely soft, like that of a tiny insect.

She didn't finish her sentence; there was a second half to it.

That is:

It's better for you to see it than for someone at the clinic to see it.

"All right."

Since they've put it that way, Li Mubai naturally wouldn't refuse.

After all... he's not at a disadvantage!

On the contrary, they are the ones who benefit.

Certainly.

This wasn't because he intentionally wanted to take advantage; with an injury like this, he had to treat it himself.

He is Titled Douluo, capable of projecting his Soul Power, but he is not a grandmaster in the martial arts world. He can also project his internal energy and heal people from a distance.

Such a thing doesn't exist for Li Mubai.

It's not that treatment can't be done remotely.

It's Li Mubai, who is a weapon Soul Master, and a combat type at that. He's not a healer who can stack buffs at all!

Li Mubai took two steps forward and slowly squatted down. His eyes were not on any other objects, but only on a dark mark on his snow-white thigh.

Li Mubai squatted down.

Sister Zhao turned her head to the side, making it impossible to see her expression.

But.

Li Mubai could still sense the unease in her heart.

After all, the hand that was holding up her skirt was now tightly gripping the hem of her dress, and the veins on her fair, white hands were slightly visible.

It was clear that she was using a lot of force, probably due to nervousness.

"Sister, relax. Don't tense up too much. Being too tense is bad for blood circulation and it's not good for your treatment."

Li Mubai kindly reminded him.

"... Okay, I'll relax a bit."

The sound, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, seemed rather loud in the dimly lit and quiet kitchen.

The faint light from outside shone through the glass, directly onto the pair of long, slender, snow-white legs in front of me.

Suppressing his surging desires and holding his breath, Li Mubai stretched out his left hand and slowly raised it.

As for why we need to hold our breath?

No way.

At such close range, and with Li Mubai's extremely keen sense of smell...

If you don't hold your breath.

The unique fragrance emanating from the woman irresistibly wafted into my nostrils.

This is not the smell he wants.

The fragrance seemed to drift into his nostrils on its own.

This made it impossible for Li Mubai to calm down, so the best solution was to simply hold his breath and concentrate.

Blood stasis occurs frequently.

In most cases, it is accompanied by pain.

Therefore, Li Mubai tried his best to make his movements gentle so as not to hurt the beautiful woman.

Li Mubai's raised left hand was still on the bruises on his inner thigh.

"Sis, I'm coming. It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

Li Mubai stopped touching the injured area without actually touching it, but first gave a warning so that Sister Zhao would be mentally prepared, otherwise it wouldn't be good if she cried out in pain.

Xiao Qian is still sleeping next to me.

If they overheard, given that girl's personality, she might misunderstand something.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll keep quiet."

Sister Zhao gave a soft "hmm".

Upon hearing this...

Only then did Li Mubai begin to act, placing his left hand, which was brimming with Soul Power, on the purplish-black area on his snow-white thigh.

"Um..."

Although Li Mubai moved very gently and had given prior warning.

But the sudden pain still made the beautiful woman groan softly.

At the same time.

In the hallway outside the kitchen.

A blond figure stood frozen in place, eyes wide open, his azure gaze filled with shock.

This person was none other than Xiao Qian.

She was woken up by a feeling of bloating in her lower abdomen, so she got up to go to the toilet.

Who would have thought?

As I approached the kitchen, I heard a familiar sound coming from inside.

It's coming...

It hurts a little...

I'll hold back, you come on...

The combination of these words and phrases left Xiao Qian utterly astonished.

Because she had already recognized the owners of the two voices as her master, Li Mubai, and her close friend, Sister Zhao.

While Xiao Qian was still in shock

Indeed, noises came from the kitchen again.

"Um... Mubai, could you be a little gentler? It's hurting."

Xiao Qian heard it clearly.

She knew that it was Sister Zhao's voice.

"Okay, sis, I'll be gentler. Hang in there, it'll be over soon."

Another voice followed.

Xiao Qian immediately recognized the voice as her master's, Li Mubai's voice.

Listen here.

Xiao Qian immediately reached out and covered her mouth to stop herself from exclaiming in surprise.

"Master... Master actually did that shameful thing with Sister Zhao in the kitchen!"

Xiao Qian found it unbelievable.

After all, in her eyes, Sister Zhao was a dignified and elegant woman.

How could it be possible to be with someone in the kitchen...?

But.

She quickly came to terms with it.

"Although Sister Zhao is a married woman with a daughter, her figure hasn't changed at all. She's even more stunning than an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. Especially her proud features... perhaps she's just too lonely."

"It's understandable that the master likes her."

"What should we do? Should we interrupt them?"

Xiao Qian stood in the passageway leading to the backyard, her mind racing with thoughts.

I thought about it for a long time.

She decided not to disturb them.

Since her master likes it, she will follow suit and support him.

And so.

Xiao Qian then tiptoed back to the bedroom, gently lay down in bed, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

The two people in the kitchen.

Completely unaware that the conversation had just taken a serious turn for the worse, someone had already misunderstood the situation.