Tong Wu was startled and asked softly, "Female benefactor, what is wrong with you?"
As far as he knew, she was a polite person and wouldn't say such things rashly.
Xu Qian gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you tell?"
She suppressed the heat in her lower abdomen and closed her eyes again, continuing to recite the Clear Heart Mantra.
Tong Wu was completely bewildered. He genuinely didn't know what was wrong with her.
She occasionally let out muffled groans, as if in great pain.
But it seemed she didn't want him to get involved in this matter.
Tong Wu frowned, hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Female benefactor, do you need help?"
Xu Qian's temples throbbed from his disturbance, making her already restless heart even more agitated.
She was like fatty pork on a grill at this moment, sizzling and splattering.
Her entire body was burning hot.
Xu Qian's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes. Her eyes were tinged with red as she glanced at him.
"Are you sure you want to help me?"
Tong Wu looked up, meeting her scarlet eyes. His expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "If the female benefactor needs help, Tong Wu is naturally willing."
Suddenly, the young woman slightly pushed herself up, grabbed his collar, and easily pulled him in front of her.
The two were very close, their breaths mingling.
Her red lips were only a centimeter away from his.
If she leaned forward slightly, she could kiss him.
The man stiffened.
The young woman's jet-black eyes gazed at him.
Those eyes were calm, collected, and cold, seeming to encompass everything, yet also nothing.
"Master Tong Wu, are you sure?"
The man was speechless. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But he didn't realize their lips were too close.
The moment he moved, their lips touched.
A soft, yielding sensation pressed against his lips.
Tong Wu froze, unsure whether to retreat or shrink back.
The fiery heat from Xu Qian's body was instantly ignited.
The sandalwood scent emanating from him permeated her body, enveloping her entirely.
She wanted it even more.
Xu Qian's eyes were very red. She gently tilted her head and pressed hard against the soft surface.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Both of them were breathing rapidly.
The unfamiliar taste made Xu Qian stiffen. What was she doing?
"I'm sorry."
She rolled over and sat up, continuing to chant the Clear Heart Mantra.
Tong Wu lay on the pile of grass, his robes disheveled and his face flushed, looking as if he had just been roughly handled.
He hadn't expected... she wanted carnal pleasure.
He was also a third-level ability user, but he rarely experienced such a situation.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Suddenly, a muffled cry could be heard.
"Xixi."
Xu Qian heard the sound and raised her hand, waving.
A tall figure slowly approached.
Tong Wu's eyelashes drooped slightly as he sat up and tidied his robes.
A flicker of melancholy crossed his eyes.
It was good that he had come. He... would help her, right?
But...
Why did he feel a sense of loss?
As Xiang Jintian approached, he realized that Master Tong Wu was also here?
He didn't think much of it, nodded to him, and said softly, "Xixi, the bomb has been set."
"Okay, let's go."
Her voice was slightly hoarse. Although she hadn't said much, it carried a hint of a spoiled plea.
Xiang Jintian furrowed his brow, reached out to gently touch her cheek, and found it burning hot.
"It's acting up?"
"Mhm... the Clear Heart Mantra can barely suppress it."
Xiang Jintian's brow tightened. He bent down, scooped her up, and held her in his arms.
A thought flashed through his mind, and black wings rapidly unfurled.
The gusting wind billowed his robes.
Tong Wu was slightly surprised. Such an ability existed?
"Master Tong Wu, please leave here immediately. The bomb will detonate in ten minutes."