Firmly restrained, Lin Tianchen was unable to move his body, yet he continued to struggle relentlessly. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and from time to time, beast-like growls escaped his throat.
Without a shred of expression, the Qingyang Saintess finished recording her notes, then raised her hand without a moment's hesitation and struck the back of Lin Tianchen's neck. With a muffled thud, his body instantly went limp and he lost consciousness. Yet, just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief, a trace of unease suddenly welled up in her heart, and she muttered to herself, "Taking that medicine won't cause this kid any serious problems, will it?"
With that, the Qingyang Saintess slowly lowered her gaze to the bulge tenting the front of Lin Tianchen's garments. Catching sight of this unusual anomaly, Chu Hongyan's expression shifted slightly as her face suddenly flushed crimson, resembling a ripe apple. After a brief moment of hesitation, as if she had made up her mind, she carefully crouched down.
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