Bai Xinyu glared at him, warning him with his eyes to not do anything funny.
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Yu Fengcheng behaved as though he did not see anything, coming over with no indication of being polite. He rubbed his hands together, copying Feng Dongyuan’s manner, and grabbed onto Bai Xinyu’s thigh.
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“Ahh—” Bai Xinyu yelled. It actually did not hurt much, just a little. He only wanted to quickly scare away Yu Fengcheng.
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However, unlike how considerate Feng Dongyuan was, Yu Fengcheng did not relax his grip. Instead, he started kneading forcefully, even looking to be learning properly. “Is it like this?”
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Feng Dongyuan nodded. “Yes, I’ve studied this before. You should scrap your knuckles along the gallbladder meridian like this, then knock.”
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Yu Fengcheng grinned at Bai Xinyu, firmly scraping along the outside of his thigh with his knuckles. Bai Xinyu howled, “Ahh it hurts, it hurts!”
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Yu Fengcheng said innocently, “Just bear with it. Didn’t you hear Dongyuan? If it doesn’t hurt, it’s not effective.”
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Bai Xinyu said angrily, “You’re doing it on purpose. Aiyoh\n