It was clear that Ling Xiu was still struggling inside. She undressed at an unbearably slow pace, yet that half-hidden, half-revealed appearance made one's heart itch with impatience.
However, Yang Chen's attention was not on that. An idea flashed through his mind, and he thought, It seems this woman still hasn't fully made up her mind to give herself to me. I'll test her first!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chen snorted, took off his outer robe, and said directly, "Miss Ling Xiu, you don't seem very adept at taking off your clothes. How about I help you?"
With that, Yang Chen pounced on Ling Xiu and pushed her onto the jade bed beside them.
Ling Xiu's delicate body trembled, and a faint moan escaped her lips. Pressed beneath Yang Chen now, she had already begun to give up.
Yet as she watched Yang Chen grope about her body and undo more than half of her clothes, Ling Xiu suddenly shuddered. Her head grew hot, and she thought, Why should I suffer such humiliation? Without caring about anything else, she stirred her true energy and struck Yang Chen.
Yang Chen rolled his eyes and fell away from Ling Xiu's body, collapsing onto the floor unconscious, where he began to snore loudly.
Ling Xiu hurriedly fastened her clothes, breathing heavily. She shook her head, suddenly unsure whether she regretted or rejoiced over what she had done.
What she was grateful for was that she had controlled her strength perfectly—not too strong, not too weak, just enough to knock out a Spirit Disk Stage opponent without harming him.
This way, she had not lost her chastity. But what she regretted was that she had knocked Yang Chen unconscious. Wouldn't the Ling family's affairs now be ruined?
If that happened, how