"What thing?" Zhao Xiaoqing asked.
Leng Xuan said, "You shouldn't ask about that now. I'll naturally tell you when the time comes."
Zhao Xiaoqing pursed her lips, and before she could speak, Leng Xuan awkwardly smiled again, saying, "Additionally, there's something I must be honest with you about. The massage technique I taught you actually can't heal injuries..."
"What did you say?" Zhao Xiaoqing's eyes widened, nearly spewing fire, her expression looking as if she wanted to devour Leng Xuan. After all this time, had Leng Xuan been deceiving her? Thinking about how Leng Xuan had seen and nearly touched every part of her body, she truly felt like killing him.
Leng Xuan had anticipated Zhao Xiaoqing's reaction and said with a helpless face, "Would you let me finish what I'm saying? Although it can't heal injuries, it truly can cure illnesses."
Zhao Xiaoqing twisted her delicate eyebrows, half-believing and half-doubting, "Really?"
