Teng Lixuan watched Su Muyao dodge so fast and sighed inwardly, thinking he should have pulled at his clothes a bit faster.
Seeing his clothes being firmly pressed down by Su Muyao, he could only lift his sleeve and say, "Miss Su, don't be afraid, I only want you to look at the whip wounds."
He had them on his arm as well.
Only when Su Muyao looked at his arm did she realize his injuries were very severe.
The wounds really did look like they had been sliced open by scales, heavy and deep.
Su Muyao placed her hand on his wrist and began using her Wood Element Ability to heal him.
When Su Muyao's fingers brushed him, Teng Lixuan was very unused to it.
He had never had this kind of contact with a female before; even his wrist had never been touched.
Teng Lixuan's wrist trembled slightly.
Su Muyao said, "Don't move around, let me heal you first."
"Alright."
Teng Lixuan endured that strange sensation and forced himself to stay still.
