In the midst of the girls' puzzled waiting, ten minutes later, Xia Liu finally retracted his palm.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Treading Snow Without a Trace also changed his Hand Art, guiding his Energy back into his Dantian.
"Hmm? This feeling is...!!!"
Feeling the change within his Dantian, Treading Snow Without a Trace's pupils contracted, his emotions surged with excitement.
"Don't get too excited, be careful not to succumb to evil again," Xia Liu said disdainfully, giving him a glance that was anything but amused.
"Damn it! Brother! My cultivation is loosening up!" Treading Snow Without a Trace shouted excitedly before hopping up from the ground.
Then, amidst numerous embarrassed gazes, he hugged Xia Liu tightly.
"Get off! You're ten years older than me, you call me Brother! Don't hug me! No homo!" Xia Liu shoved Treading Snow Without a Trace away with a display of angry indignation on his face.
