"Qian Cheng, why don’t we ask Grandpa for help?" Xue’er was still a bit worried and suggested. She knew of Mr. Mu’s status. As long as he stepped in, not to ntion a Mr. Lu, even those big shots would have to show him so respect.
"Xue’er, there’s no need to trouble Grandpa with such a small matter. I can handle it myself. Trust !" Mu Qiancheng said earnestly. He knew Xue’er was worried for him and ant well. But this really was just a minor issue, and he could deal with it himself.
Moreover, in his opinion, although Mr. Mu held a high status, it was better not to trouble him unless necessary. It wouldn’t benefit either him or Mr. Mu to do so.
Since Mu Qiancheng had put it that way, Xue’er didn’t insist. She knew that at this ti, all she needed to do was stand behind Mu Qiancheng and support him.
Reaching out, she hugged Mu Qiancheng, resting her head on his chest, quietly savoring this rare mont of tranquility and warmth.
The Little Fox watched the two embraced together, raising a small paw to block its eyes. However, it soon opened a small gap with its paw to peek through.
After watching for a while and seeing no further action, it disappointedly removed its paw and then swiftly disappeared.
Mu Qiancheng stayed in the space for a while, feeling incredibly comfortable, and couldn’t help but be a bit surprised. He gently released Xue’er and asked, "Xue’er, this place feels different from outside. I feel so comfortable."
Xue’er laughed upon hearing this and said, "Naturally, the Spiritual Energy in this space is abundant, making it much more comfortable than outside."
"Spiritual Energy?" Mu Qiancheng was taken aback, as it was the first ti he had heard this term.
"Yes!" Xue’er, seeing Mu Qiancheng’s confusion, took a few steps back, slightly raised her hand, winked playfully at him, and softly said, "Watch!"
As soon as she spoke, Mu Qiancheng saw a faint wisp of air flow from Xue’er’s fingertips, transforming into a trail of mist.
Seeing this, Mu Qiancheng’s eyes widened in disbelief. What had he just seen? Mist and air currents erging from his little wife’s fingertips.
How was this possible? How could a human body have airflow?
Seeing Mu Qiancheng’s astonished look, Xue’er was delighted, and her crisp laughter echoed in the space. The Little Fox, hiding, covered its ears upon hearing Xue’er’s laughter.
Mu Qiancheng ca back to his senses amid Xue’er’s laughter and then looked at her and asked, "Xue’er, what was that air current on your hand just now? Could it be harmful to your body?"
Seeing Mu Qiancheng’s worried face, Xue’er stopped laughing and began to explain to him.
"Qian Cheng, that’s Spiritual Power, and it’s harmless to the body. Rest assured."
"Really harmless?" Mu Qiancheng was still uneasy, fearing that thing might not be good.
"Really, I’m not lying to you. It’s not only harmless but also strengthens the body."
Seeing Xue’er so positive, Mu Qiancheng finally believed her. However, considering how unprecedented this was, he advised, "Xue’er, you mustn’t show this in front of others in the future to avoid causing trouble for yourself."
"I know!" Xue’er nodded, understanding that Mu Qiancheng ant well. She didn’t want to be seen as a freak, nor did she want to be taken by so departnts for experintation.
Seeing Xue’er had taken his words to heart, Mu Qiancheng felt relieved and then said, "Xue’er, let’s go out. In the future, apart from yourself, don’t bring anyone else in here."
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