After staring for a long time at the spot where Zhang Chunqiu had vanished, Jun Wangchen withdrew his conflicted gaze and turned to Mo Duoduo.
Mo Duoduo had finished throwing up. From the pallor of her face, it was clear that racing had left her scarred for life.
"Sis, are you all right?" Mo Xiaoshuai had run over at some point and was supporting Mo Duoduo as he asked with concern.
"I... I'm fine." Mo Duoduo forced a smile, then shot Jun Wangchen a disgruntled glare. "Jun Wangchen, couldn't you have driven a little slower? It felt like a roller coaster the whole way. That was terrifying!"
Jun Wangchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It was a race. If I'd gone any slower, there was no way I could have won!
Besides, Zhang Chunqiu was the one controlling the Flying Racing Car. I was a victim too!
Jun Wangchen kept his grievances to himself. Curling a finger, he flicked a burst of force into the Shanzhong Acupoint on Mo Duoduo's chest.
Instantly, Mo Duoduo felt her head clear, and her dizziness vanished.
"Jun Wangchen, what did you do to me?"
"I struck your Shanzhong Acupoint with internal force to stop the nausea and dizziness."
"You can do that?" Mo Duoduo looked at Jun Wangchen in astonishment.
"Why doesn't it work as well when I see other people stimulate the Shanzhong Acupoint?"
Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes and explained, "Most people only press or rub the Shanzhong Acupoint. That acts on it externally, and the stimulation isn't strong enough. Internal force works from within. The methods are fundamentally different, so naturally, the effects are different too."
"That's amazing. You really know a lot."
"Ah, most people only see a firefly's glow, never the wings beating desperately behind it. Just