Seventh Prince (3)

The teenager stared at Feng Wu and still couldn't utter a coherent sentence after quite a while.

"Come over here and let me see your wound. Hey, I'm a physician. I won't hurt you."

Feng Wu immediately pulled the teenager to her side.

He was slightly older than Feng Wu, but he couldn't be more than 15 or 16.

He stole a glance at Feng Wu when she pulled at him.

But Feng Wu didn't notice as all her attention was on his neck.

"The energy channel is indeed injured. My aim is quite accurate." After some close inspection, Feng Wu saw that the channel was indeed disrupted as she had foreseen, which pleased her.

The teenager rolled his eyes at Feng Wu. "So, are you showing off?"

"Ahem — of course not." Feng Wu immediately changed the subject. "Although your energy channel is injured, I knew what I was doing, and your main artery is untouched. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to talk now. So, wasn't I nice to you?"