C24 This Young Man Was

"Senior, this stick..." Chen Yuan said, his eyes wide with astonishment as he held the stick that had collided with something, his mouth slightly agape.

He was taken aback, as the oppressive force on his body had abruptly lessened. He hadn't expected Qing Chi to cut him any slack on this.

"The stick, like the pressure you feel, is a manifestation of your own burden," Qing Chi said nonchalantly