After treating the wounds on his back,
Then, what came into view made Nie Li freeze.
Xiao Yu was extremely slender, his chest flat and smooth. Though there were a few burns on his front, they weren't serious — large expanses of snow-white skin were visible.
But on the intact skin of his chest, where the complexion was pale and fair, there was an intricate network of mysterious tattoos.
These tattoos were extraordinarily complex, resembling some kind of extremely advanced runic pattern.
Even Nie Li couldn't make sense of them at all. This runic pattern most likely had something to do with Xiao Yu's true identity.
A strange ring imbued with the power of time and space, along with these bizarre runic patterns — both were unfathomably profound. Nie Li suspected that Xiao Yu must come from an extraordinary background!
Being stared at from the front, Xiao Yu's cheeks flushed all the way to the base of his neck. He could only turn his head slightly to the side.
"Come on, we're both guys — what's there to hide?" Nie Li said with a shrug.
Hearing Nie Li's words, Xiao Yu looked both ashamed and indignant.
Nie Li began treating Xiao Yu's front, applying medicinal paste to his wounds and gently massaging each one, carefully tending to every injury.
Nie Li was completely serious and focused, head bowed as he worked on the wounds. Xiao Yu found himself slightly dazed, his gaze flickering, unsure what he was thinking.
"Hey, can you stop looking at me like that? It's giving me the creeps," Nie Li said with exasperation. Could Xiao Yu have some peculiar fetish for men?
But Nie Li still finished treating all of Xiao Yu's injuries, leaving only a few intimate areas for Xiao Yu to handle on his own.
Nie Li was about to release the acupressure points on Xiao Yu's body when his gaze once again fell upon Xiao Yu's chest — on that mysterious runic pattern formation.
Faintly, Nie Li seemed to sense a mysterious wave of power gradually radiating outward from the runic formation on Xiao Yu's chest, as though the flow of time in the surroundings had come to a standstill.
His eyes locked onto it, as if drawn by a magnet, and he found it nearly impossible to look away.
Nie Li's mind filled with questions. What exactly were these runic patterns on Xiao Yu's body?
Without realizing it, Nie Li slowly extended his hand toward the tattoos on Xiao Yu's chest.
It was as though his body no longer answered to his own will, pulled in by some deep and ancient power.
"Mmhmph…!" Xiao Yu's body lurched violently.
But Nie Li seemed not to hear at all. His right hand had already settled over the mysterious runic patterns.
BOOM!
A surge of mysterious power erupted forth. The runic formation on Xiao Yu's chest began to spin rapidly. Chain after chain of mysterious runic lines shot outward in every direction, then latched onto Nie Li's body.
A profound vortex dragged Nie Li's consciousness into its depths.