In the front hall, Chen Xiang was handing out lavish rewards on his father's behalf, winning over the troops.
And Chen Wei?
He was teetering on the edge between pain and pleasure.
Yang Chan leaned back in her chair without a word.
Chen Wei stood behind her chair, both hands resting on her shoulders. With practiced movements, he obsequiously adjusted the pressure as he massaged his wife, smiling ingratiatingly as he explained, "Chan'er, is the pressure all right? Hear me out. I really wasn't trying to make you lose face just now."
"Maternal Uncle just dropped a huge responsibility on me."
"If I didn't put on enough airs in front of Old Ma and the others, how could I win them over?"
"A team isn't easy to lead. I had to use the occasion to make a point."
Chen Wei broke down all the twists and turns of the Heavenly Court Stage for her.
Yang Chan lifted her eyelids slightly and gave a delicate huff. "I get it~ Qingquan, stop massaging for a moment. Come stand in front of me. I have a favor to ask."
Chen Wei had only just stopped his hands and had yet to take a step.
An abrupt change occurred.
His feet never moved, yet his body shifted through thin air to stand directly before Yang Chan, entirely beyond his control.
That was right-his body had moved involuntarily.
Shock appeared on Chen Wei's face.
They were both Primordial Unity Golden Immortals who had transcended the Five Elements. Even between husband and wife, it should have been impossible to immobilize him and forcibly shift his position with a mere thought, without so much as a warning.
Such an ability...
It was on an entirely different level.
Chen Wei stirred his divine sense and probed toward Yang