"Xiuxiu, let's talk."
Nan Fusheng had only just finished speaking when a flash of resolve crossed Bai Xiuxiu's once-calm face. Her slender hands, which held astonishing strength, pressed against Nan Fusheng's chest with lightning speed.
Immediately after, she exerted force through her waist and twisted her delicate body. With a crisp bang!, the situation abruptly reversed.
Nan Fusheng felt a powerful shove hit him, and his body fell backward beyond his control. Before he could react, Bai Xiuxiu had already pinned him beneath her.
The Walrus that had just poked half its body out of the shell was, in the blink of an eye, seemingly dragged back by some even stronger force and swallowed once more into that bottomless shell.
"Xiuxiu, you..."
Nan Fusheng was just about to speak when he saw Bai Xiuxiu's slender, jade-like fingers, as if carved from mutton-fat jade, tap lightly against his chest with extreme precision and speed.
In an instant, a deep, dark-blue surge of Soul Power shot out from Bai Xiuxiu's fingertip like a nimble yet ferocious flood dragon, rushing straight into Nan Fusheng's body like lightning.
Wherever that Soul Power passed, Nan Fusheng's own Soul Power seemed to encounter invisible shackles. The Soul Power that had originally flowed smoothly through his meridians was now forcibly suppressed and sealed by a powerful, mysterious force, making every trace of movement unbearably difficult.
"Xiuxiu, what are you doing?" After Bai Xiuxiu completed this series of actions, Nan Fusheng's question, filled with shock and confusion and carrying a hint of weakness from having his Soul Power sealed, clearly entered her ears.
When Bai Xiuxiu heard this, an almost imperceptible trace of guilt flashed through her beautiful eyes. For that instant, a hint of struggle seemed to show in her gaze, but she forcibly reined in that