Mu Qing's body suddenly stopped moving, which made Zhang Ziwen secretly rejoice. He seized this opportunity to adjust his internal qi, regaining a bit of his strength little by little. He was already at his limit – it was only due to the strong will he had developed during his time in the army that he was able to carry on. Without it, how could he control this crazed young lioness?
With his physical strength gradually recovering, Zhang Ziwen tightly held onto her waist and hands, not daring to slack in the slightest. He waited for the next round of struggle to come from Mu Qing beneath him. He could barely manage to control her, and he didn't even have the chance to knock her unconscious. If only he could regain enough strength to dislocate her wrist... But even that was currently beyond him. Inside, he was praying that Mu Qing's struggle would come a bit later than sooner.
