One Pot of Soup to Mend a Grievance

"Your sister Xuan worked a miracle with brute force and pulled you out from among thousands of troops and horses!"

The commotion was swiftly brought to an end before it could develop into a serious incident.

In Xuanxuan Loves Traveling's livestream, numerous onlookers began flooding the chat with praise. Some even opened electronic wallets on the streaming site especially for the occasion, and tips of all sizes popped up from time to time.

Song Fengying pressed a hand to her heaving chest.

As she pulled Zhang Xuezhou out in the quickest and most effective way, she had felt like a calm executor, with hardly a distracting thought in her head.

Looking back on it only afterward, she couldn't help feeling shaken.

If she had seen Zhang Xuezhou trampled into serious injury, or even killed, it would have been a terrifying thing, one that might have affected her for the rest of her life.

No matter how much wealth she had or what class she entered in the future, it would all be meaningless.

Many lingering thoughts filled Song Fengying's mind, but she forcibly pushed them down.

Watching the unusually enthusiastic tipping in the livestream, she did her best to keep up a conversation with Zhang Xuezhou and stall for time, trying to make the tips keep coming a little longer.

"Sister Xuan really is strong!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, setting aside for the moment the strange thought that he seemed to have flown.

At the school gate, parents picked up students who had fallen and been trampled, then hurried them into cars.

Amid a flurry of urgent voices, the vehicles sped away like the wind.

Zhang Xuezhou also took a deep breath. Law Power then circulated through the many acupoints in his body, and by the time it flowed into and