Lu Chengwen pressed a hand against Feng Xianzi's back and realized... this was going to be difficult!
Feng Xianzi's true qi was so strange! Incredibly strange!
Sending true qi through her back... it always went against the flow. Feng Xianzi's true qi circulation was completely different from that of ordinary Ancient Martial Artists—its pathways were bizarre, its nature unique, and even though Feng Xianzi had seemingly passed out, it was still highly active!
What the hell was this!?
Lu Chengwen tried for a long time, working until he was drenched in sweat.
He tried pressing their palms together, but that did not work either!
And the harder he tried, the weaker Feng Xianzi became!
Lu Chengwen got scared.
"What the hell kind of constitution do you have!? Are you trying to extort me or something!? Don't die on me! If you die in my hands... and Long Aotian finds out, he'll fight me to the death! I've only just built a little personal friendship with the Male Protagonist..."
Lu Chengwen suddenly looked up, having thought of something.
So... if her back would not work, could he try from the front?
Her heart was already about to give out. If he delayed any longer... she would be in real danger.
Lu Chengwen was furious!
What kind of goddamn plot was this!?
Was there really such a strange woman!? Wasn't this forcing him to...
Fine! She was out of it anyway. He would deal with it after saving her; she would not know whether he had worked on the front or the back.
Carefully pulling aside a bit of Feng Xianzi's clothing, he said, "Miss, let's be clear first. I'm not taking advantage of you—I'm purely saving your life! If I get a nosebleed in a moment, that's... a normal reaction. You