Devil, Be Nice
“Old Fogey, tell me, how did your qi respond when you pour it inside his meridians?”
Ye Mo felt like he had just learned the most dangerous secret in the continent. Despite that, his Dao heart was firm, and he believed that Little Yin knew something more about the situation. He was able to calm himself fast.
For a few seconds, he tried to put into words his experience. It was a struggle though, after all, he had never been glib of tongue. “No matter how much qi I put in, there is no response. Not like a drop of water in an ocean, because at least in that comparison, there is a ripple, albeit small, but like… there is no response. None at all.”
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