Bai Suzhen suddenly felt herself being tightly embraced by this strong man, swiftly sensing the heat and powerful muscles of the young man's majestic body pressing against her.
Her heart, untouched for a century, suddenly surged with a peculiar feeling.
But before she could fully experience this sensation, Jiang Dali had already grasped her slippery arm within the sleeve, steadying her and saying.
"Can you still stand firm? If so, I'll let go. You mentioned transferring your strength; look how you're struggling."
Bai Suzhen quickly felt anger rise, stepping back and saying, "There's no need for your support..."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stepped into the air, falling backward into the coffin.
She quickly kicked her other foot, flipping in mid-air, executing a backflip and landing at the other end of the coffin, avoiding awkward embarrassment.
Jiang Dali laughed heartily without any concern.
