"Give me your arm. I need to check it," he said authoritatively, not expecting the little boy to comply just like that. Yan Xiaobao grabbed his arm, placed two thumbs on the boy's wrist, and inserted a thread of Qi into the boy's body.
He smiled as he noticed this Qi being greedily absorbed by the boy, much like how the ground absorbs water. Seeing this, the smile on Yan Xiaobao's face widened, and as he took over, another strand of energy emerged in him.
The reason ripples appeared was because the souls of Yan Xiaobao and Lan Feng had grown considerably. The stronger their souls, the more lively the ripples. The little boy before him was completely frozen, unable to comprehend what was happening, but he was sure that this mysterious white-haired young man meant him no harm.
