Louisa Burley only felt a broad palm resting on her back, emitting a cool sensation that instantly cleared her mind.
She was wearing a thin silk white shirt, so light that she could even feel the texture of the palm through it.
At that moment, a warm voice came from beside her ear, "It's okay, we should be able to stay a while longer."
"Um, thank you, Mr. Jensen."
Feeling the touch from her back, Louisa's face turned red all the way to her ears.
She deliberately changed the subject, "Mr. Jensen, is this True Qi? Like... the kind they talk about in martial arts novels?"
Greg Jensen found it somewhat amusing and asked, "Have you read martial arts novels?"
Louisa's face turned red again and she said, "Um, these past years I couldn't go out, so I could only read books at home.
When I've had enough of one type of book, I switch to another, so I've read some martial arts novels."
Hearing this, Greg raised an eyebrow and laughed, "So, you want to be a hero too?"
"Not at all..."
