C61 The Speed of Your Faceslapping
Xiao Chen seemed surprised by her actions, but before Chu Xiaoli's hand could strike, he caught her wrist. Xiaoli quickly raised her other hand, only for Xiao Chen to catch it just as swiftly.
"You can't hurt me, so don't waste your energy!"
A dark intensity filled Xiao Chen's eyes, a reflex from his training. Even if he hadn't consciously reacted, his body was already prepared
