Pei Yan skeptically put his hand behind his back, watching as the stamp in Gao Yaping's hand, which emitted a red glow, slowly approached his chest. Accompanied by wisps of white smoke and the smell of burning skin, Pei Yan was prepared but was still bitten by the intense burning sensation, sweating profusely and biting his lip.
"Hiss, roar, roar!" As Gao Yaping withdrew the stamp, she suddenly produced a spray bottle from nowhere and evenly sprayed it over the wound. The soothing coolness spread across the wound, drastically reducing the pain, causing Pei Yan to let out a sigh of comfort.
"Rub it yourself! Rub it evenly so the spray is absorbed," Gao Yaping reminded him after she finished spraying.
Following her instructions, Pei Yan gently rubbed his chest. After spraying and rubbing three more times, Gao Yaping finally told him to stop. Looking down at the large, messy, unattractive mark on his chest, he pondered how he would explain this to his family when he got home.
