A warm sensation emanated from Ye Qingfeng's hand, and Su Yingxin only felt a tingling itch from the scar, giving her an unusual feeling.
Ye Qingfeng's fingers slowly moved upwards along the scar on Su Yingxin's thigh, his fingertips carrying a trace of Spiritual Energy, capable of healing the wound.
"Hmm～～"
Su Yingxin couldn't help but let out a soft hum. After all, she was just an inexperienced girl; how could she have ever been touched in such a place?
"Uh, I'll go see if there are any herbs around."
Du Bingxin couldn't stand it either; this scene was simply too suggestive. She set Su Yingxin down and hurried away.
Where on this mountain peak could there be any herbs? Even if there were, Du Bingxin wouldn't recognize them.
With Du Bingxin gone, only Su Yingxin and Ye Qingfeng were left, and Su Yingxin's fair face grew even redder, like a ripe apple.
