"Wang Dong, I feel a bit unwell. Let’s pause our research into the Martial Soul Fusion Technique for now." Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes, sighed, and looked at Wang Dong.
"Oh, alright. Are you okay?" Hearing that Huo Yuhao wasn't feeling well, Wang Dong immediately leaned in with concern. As he blinked, Huo Yuhao felt as if those long eyelashes of his were brushing against his own face.
"Um, it's nothing. Did you feel anything special when we tried to fuse our Martial Souls?" Huo Yuhao tried his best not to think back to the sensation of his palm resting on Wang Dong's shoulder. Although Wang Dong’s body was resilient, it was incredibly supple, almost boneless. Moreover, there was a faint, pleasant fragrance about him, and the smooth, clean feel of his shoulder had made Huo Yuhao feel somewhat strange.
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