C146 Faang Mu's Schemes

"Ye, Senior Sister Ye, please hear me out..."

"Go ahead, speak..."

"But your right hand..."

"What about my right hand?" Ye Mengyu asked with a slight smile, her fingers on her right hand swiftly applying more pressure.

"Nothing, it's nothing..." Su Yi winced as a sharp pain shot through his waist, his face contorting in discomfort.

It was a numbing sensation..