On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound of conversation almost disappeared.

Chen Qian finally came to his senses and subconsciously tried to turn over and get up from the ground.

Just as he was trying to get up from the ground.

"hiss……"

Someone beneath him gasped.

He held down a person.

Chen Qian's movements suddenly froze, and his joints felt dry as if ice was stuck in them.

He reacted quickly, stretched out his hands and feet carefully, and then jumped up neatly.

He quickly retreated to the low cabinet by the wall and picked up a peacock blue long-necked bottle that was used as a decoration on the cabinet.

Chen Qian observed the person lying on the ground who he used as a cushion, and walked closer.

The man didn't look in very good condition. One arm was covering his face, his skin was pale, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

Chen Qian walked to a position about one and a half steps away from him, slowly squatted down, stretched out his free hand and tentatively pushed him - no response.

Chen Qian's tense nerves suddenly relaxed and he let out a long breath.

He controlled his body to lean forward so that he would not fall to the ground, and then poked his big brother who was still lying dead on the ground.

"Haha—my luck is incredible. I was able to escape like this." Chen Qian suddenly laughed inexplicably twice and muttered to himself, "Does this mean that the damn old man's luck is about to run out?"

"Thank you so much." Chen Qian looked at the motionless person in front of him and suddenly became curious. "How about this, I'll remember you and help you get leniency when the time comes?"

As he spoke, he reached out to push away the arm that was across his face, covering most of the other person's face.

However, just as his fingertips touched the overly pale skin, the person who seemed to have lost consciousness suddenly moved.

Chen Qian's hand was suddenly grabbed by the other party, but his muscle memory reacted before he could figure out what was going on. Before he could figure out what was going on, he had already grabbed the man's wrist with his backhand, then used the force to flip the man over and pressed him under his knees with his hands behind his back.

This counter-attack was the move he had learned best and practiced most frequently. As long as he pinned the person down, the person would basically be unable to move, not to mention that he would deliberately press the spine, and a little force would make the opponent feel pain and sore.

The person who returned to his body seemed a little stunned. Apart from a cry of pain when he was pressed down, he had no reaction again.

Chen Qian wasn't sure if he was pretending or not, so without exerting any strength, he asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

The man said nothing.

"Answer me!" Chen Qian's patience had long since become negative, and the bad thing he had just experienced made him even more impatient. He increased the force of his knees.

"Hiss—" The man finally responded, but his words were irrelevant to the question. He said jokingly, "I didn't expect that I would be suppressed by you again."

Hearing this hoarse yet very familiar voice, Chen Qian was filled with disbelief for a moment.

"You..." He immediately shrank back into the corner like a catapult, staring at the person on the ground slowly sitting up with his eyes downcast.

"What's wrong?" The man stretched his back before looking up.

The face that he had been expecting for many days and nights jumped into his sight, catching Chen Qian off guard.

He stammered, "Chi...Chi Mu..."

"Why do you look at me like a ghost?" Chi Mu raised his hand and touched the side of his face, and asked hesitantly: "Do I look ugly now?"

Chen Qian stared at him, unable to speak for a long time.

There was almost no color on Chi Mu's face, making him look transparent, giving him a sense of unreality, like a dream that would be shattered in the next second.

Chen Qian didn't expect to meet Chi Mu here. He was completely stunned and couldn't react.

"No, no. It's pretty, no, uh...very pretty."

"That's good." A bright smile spread across Chi Mu's face, so dazzling that Chen Qian couldn't take his eyes off it.

Chi Mu's eyes rolled and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

He put his hands behind his back to support himself, and changed his expression. "But Xiao Qian, can you come over and help me up first?"

"Can't you stand up?" Chen Qian took a few steps forward in panic.

"It seems like you used too much strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, a guilty expression immediately appeared on Chen Qian's face.

He hurriedly trotted back to Chi Mu, then reached out his hand to help him up.

But when their hands touched, he failed to pull Chi Mu up. Instead, he lost his balance and fell on Chi Mu again.

Fortunately, Chen Qian reached out in time to support himself on both sides of Chi Mu's head, and stabilized himself in an unsightly posture, so as not to add to the suffering of the injured man who had already suffered from his pressure and heavy blows.

Just as he was busy thinking about how to get up, two arms quietly climbed up from his waist and abdomen, which he had no strength to protect, and then pressed against his chest without any gap.

"so good……"

Chi Mu's voice rang in his ears, and his warmth penetrated the fabric of his clothes, touching Chen Qian's skin which was difficult to warm up due to heavy cold sweat.