After Chen Cheng explained himself, Shen Qingyao finally understood his intentions. However, she was inexperienced in such matters and filled with curiosity.
Miss Qiluo's figure, in particular, was enchanting and bewitching—utterly alluring.
Shen Qingyao was sharp-witted. How could she be so easily fooled?
Her beautiful eyes gleamed as she looked at Chen Cheng, asking with a grin:
"Brother Chen, even though you were testing Miss Qiluo's Martial Arts Power, that was a solid grab. It must have felt pretty good, right?"
Chen Cheng shook his head, his expression stern. "I was using a move from the Powerful Eagle Claw Skill and focused only on Miss Qiluo's Martial Dao response. What could there be to feel?"
"Oh." Shen Qingyao's eyes darted about as she let out a soft "oh," though she remained skeptical.
She always felt that this Chen Cheng fellow did things that defied expectation. He was truly difficult to figure out.
