Huh?!
This girl, usually so composed and polite, how come she's so strong now?
"Zhiwei, your master really isn't tired..."
Chen Ye tried to struggle.
"Master is lying."
Zhiwei kept her eyes down, her hands still busy, as gentle Spiritual Power seeped into Chen Ye's meridians, her tone stubborn,
"Because of that puppet's refining, you've exhausted so much energy, your forehead never relaxed."
"Now that we're finally home, do you still need to act strong?"
"If Master gets too worn out, who will protect our Cangli Courtyard? Who will... support Zhiwei?"
As she spoke, the girl's voice softened with a hint of grievance.
This tactic of retreat for advance easily broke down Chen Ye's defenses.
"Alright, alright, as you wish, whatever you say."
Chen Ye sighed helplessly, completely giving up resistance, letting his student have her way.
Seeing her master behave, a cunning smile flashed in Zhiwei's eyes, her lips curling into a beautiful arc.
