Chu Luo: You're the Idiot!

After more than ten exchanges, now that Li Yan knew what to expect, Chu Luo wasn't able to tap his acupoints anymore.

As the two of them went back and forth, they tapped on each other's acupoints a few times.

Li Yan was too skilled and strong. After more than an hour, Chu Luo got a little tired and was quickly forced to retreat into the pavilion.

Seeing that Li Yan was about to block her way, Chu Luo jumped onto the railing at the edge of the pavilion. She wanted to jump over, but she didn't pay attention to her feet and missed her footing. She was about to fall into the pond.

"Ah…" Chu Luo exclaimed subconsciously.

Just then, an arm quickly reached out and wrapped itself around her waist, bringing her back.

Chu Luo's vision blurred and she was thrown into a broad embrace. A cold sandalwood fragrance floated to the tip of her nose. She was stunned for a few seconds before she looked up.

Coincidentally, Li Yan also looked down at her.