"Ah?"
You Su was suddenly asked this question and felt a bit at a loss, momentarily thinking he might have misheard.
'Did he not hear clearly...'
He Shutong gently bit her thin lips, her beautiful figure half-concealed in the water was subtly tense, as if undergoing an extremely difficult psychological build-up.
'He Shutong, wake up!
He's just your disciple, a child nearly two hundred years younger than you!
This isn't a woman asking a man if he's relieved himself recently, this is an elder caring about whether a younger one's illness has improved...
If you're bashful, isn't that trying to cover up? But what do you have to cover up?'
He Shutong's gaze suddenly became resolute, seemingly throwing away her shy heart, and treating this question as nothing but a serious inquiry:
"I'm asking if you've had any release of your Yang Qi recently?"
You Su's eyes quietly widened, his lips slightly parted; Master's upright tone made him unable to attempt to evade:
"No..."
