Li Qiuyun was angrily twisting Chen Ye's arm.
But the blood evil curse seal on her shoulder brought a piercing pain, causing her to groan and nearly lose her balance.
"Qiuyun, are you okay?" Seeing this, Chen Ye ignored his own exhaustion and rushed forward to support her.
"I... I'm fine..."
Li Qiuyun gritted her teeth, cold sweat beading on her forehead.
"It's just that this blood evil curse is quite domineering, a demonic technique from the Emotion Crossing Sect... I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"Nonsense!"
Chen Ye interrupted her sternly.
"This curse is insidious; if not cleared promptly, it could harm your cultivation foundation! Sit down, let me take a look!"
His tone left no room for argument, as he helped Li Qiuyun sit on a relatively clean stone nearby.
"Uncle Chen, this..."
Li Qiuyun hesitated, the injury on her shoulder meant she had to...
