Sitting there, his external form ablaze while internal agony tormented him greatly—this vexation, needless to say, was profound. Drawing a deep breath, he disregarded Zhu Xueqi momentarily. Initially, employing mental vision, he swiftly investigated the injuries within his body. It was a relief that apart from two broken ribs and minor surface abrasions, there was no major issue. Pain was nothing more than a natural physiological response. Guiding his vital energy, he gently adjusted the displaced ribs, simultaneously efficiently channeling his true essence. Besides the slight discomfort requiring two days of rest, there was nothing more to worry about.
However effortless the process seemed, that penetrating pain made him break into a cold sweat. After all, even though he hadn't lost his sense of pain like an ordinary person, the suffering that he had to endure was significantly shorter due to his exceptional abilities.
"Stinky little troublemaker, a deadly road assailant. You dare to use me, your brother, for your practice session?" Seeing the young girl faint beside him, Lin Yu was incensed. If she hadn't been unconscious, he would have liked to give her a couple of resounding slaps.
Glancing at the culprit vehicle, Lin Yu squinted, "Oh my, a Land Rover Range Rover, and it belongs to a rich second generation."
Unfortunately, the car was now completely wrecked. In a high-speed collision, the front of the vehicle had been deeply dented, the front bumper shattered and hanging, the hood dented and the paintwork exploded. It was indeed a pity for such a fine car. Nevertheless, it attested to Lin's robust physique; he had survived the collision with minimal harm while the vehicle was now disfigured.
Bending down to look at the young girl, he whistled. Surprisingly, she was not only a rich second generation but also a beautiful girl.
This young lady was undeniably stunning, even while unconscious. Her bosom, far beyond her actual age, swelled so much that it almost seemed as if the white t-shirt she wore would burst. Lin Yu wasn't quite versed in cup sizes, but it was undeniably captivating. Her slender legs, draped in a white skirt, were smooth, elegant, and quintessentially the embodiment of a youthful beauty.
Comparatively, Lin Yu glanced at his current disheveled appearance and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Compared to her, he was indeed an unequivocal portrayal of impoverishment.
However, as he continued observing, Lin Yu's brow furrowed. With his energy following his gaze, he could clearly "see" a murky energy blockage in Zhu Xueqi's chest—an obstruction resulting from excessive shock. If not promptly addressed, this young girl, even upon awakening, might suffer serious consequences.
For someone with a lingering sense of chivalry like him, it was truly distressing to witness a youthfully beautiful girl in trouble without lending aid.
"Had I been knocked, I would still need to save you. What absurdity is this?" Lin Yu, feeling quite vexed, lightly massaged her chest with his hand, using his true essence to disperse the congested energy without letting it form into something worse.
It had to be acknowledged that touching this girl's chest was quite a sensation. Firm like two Red Delicious apples, her proud assets made her disdainful of adorning herself with wired sponges; a thin, patterned chest was all she needed to manifest the arrogant bloom of youthful beauty.
As he continued massaging, Lin Yu almost lost focus. His touch felt too good, even though he was merely pressing lightly at the acupoint. He didn't grab onto the peak like a lecher, yet it was sufficient.
The sensation of resilience mingled with softness, along with the distinctive scent of a young lady, almost stirred him. Luckily, he possessed a considerable degree of self-control and was not inherently base. Otherwise, even in the act of saving someone, he might not have been able to resist overindulgence.
After massaging for a while, he tentatively probed once more with his thoughts, finding that the congealed energy had completely dissipated into thin air. Lin Yu let out a relieved sigh. However, just as he reluctantly intended to remove his hand, the girl beneath his palm suddenly awakened. As she opened her eyes, Lin Yu's hand was still lightly massaging her chest.
"Ah... rascal... snap..." The shrill scream pierced the night sky along with the sound of a slap, resonating throughout the Lianyun Peak, causing echoes between the peaks. "Rascal... scoundrel... snap... snap... snap..."
"Damn." Feeling his fiery face, Lin Yu was infuriated. This stubborn girl, why couldn't she recognize good intentions? He wasted his vital energy here, trying to heal her. Instead of showing gratitude, she called him a rascal and even slapped him. How was this reasonable?
Nevertheless, upon reflection, he couldn't help but smile wryly. From an ignorant perspective, his actions indeed seemed indecent. What could this young girl possibly understand? It wasn't surprising that she would have such excessive thoughts and reactions.
"Young lady, don't misunderstand. I'm not a rascal but a poor soul nearly killed by you. When you were excessively startled just now, there was stagnant energy in your chest. I was massaging to disperse it, preventing any potential aftereffects." Lin Yu, always with a broad-minded attitude, didn't dwell on the slap. He just stood up and explained to her. Yet, he felt a bit frustrated. After all, despite being a master, during the process of withdrawing his energy carefully to avoid hurting this stubborn girl, he still ended up taking a slap, which was genuinely exasperating.
His tone was genuinely sincere, and indeed, he was stating a fact. However, he hadn't expected Zhu Xueqi to jump up immediately, shouting, "Rascal, rascal! You dare touch me, you're a rascal..." As she spoke, she promptly launched a leg strike from below, swift and fierce, indicating some training.
Lin Yu swiftly grabbed her leg. "I'll say it once more; I'm not a rascal. I was genuinely helping to dispel the stagnant energy for you. Why are you being unreasonable? You bump into me, then you want to hit me? Do beautiful and wealthy people have this privilege and entitlement?" Continuously attacked without regard for his explanation, Lin Yu was genuinely getting annoyed.
Harnessing his vital energy, he slightly propelled forward, causing Zhu Xueqi to tumble backward like a small white flower floating in the air, finally landing in the roadside bushes. Her whole figure formed an immensely alluring '大' character, the white skirt fluttering in the breeze, radiating a boundless beauty.
Lin Yu couldn't help but stare. His exceptional vision allowed him to glimpse a split-second ago at the pattern on her little undergarment—a Winnie-the-Pooh design. He swore he didn't intentionally look, just a mere glance, that's all.