The man smiled but remained silent. He welcomed this idea.
Chu Qiao lowered her voice and said in a demure tone, "Master, this is the Qianyun acupoint. It's the acupoint for relieving fatigue." Finishing her words, she clenched her fists and gave him a punch in the chest.
As expected, the man let out a grunt, arching his back and shedding his lazy aura.
Chu Qiao pretended to panic and knelt down, lowering her head. Frantically, she said, "Did I use too much force?"
The man grunted a few more times, breathing heavily. After a long while, he said hoarsely, "None of your business." He sat breathlessly by the side of the pool, muttering to himself, "Darned lass, so ruthless in her strokes."
"Are you referring to me, Master?"
"Not you."