Looking at Han Xinyue's cold smile, Sun Zhe suddenly had a premonition of disaster.
Before he could react, he felt the True Qi within him rapidly draining away. Deep inside Han Xinyue's body, it was as if there was a giant, abyssal maw, not only ensnaring him tightly but also greedily devouring his True Qi.
However, Sun Zhe didn't panic. He had an abundance of True Qi, and Han Xinyue wouldn't be able to absorb it all so quickly.
He steadied his nerves, ignored Han Xinyue, and secretly activated the Jiewu Palace's Secret Technique. "I didn't expect this was what you were planning," he said.
Han Xinyue suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck as if afraid he would pull away. "You just ravaged me until I was half-dead," she sneered. "Shouldn't I get some kind of reward?"
Sun Zhe simply smiled, saying nothing as he gave a gentle thrust of his hips. In the next moment, Han Xinyue's delicate brows knitted together.
