Su Ye's expression grew serious as she stared at the spot for a moment.
Then, she reached out and pressed down on the highest point of the lump.
Xue'er's expression shifted instantly.
She bit down hard, stifling a cry of pain.
After Su Ye pressed down, the lump sank in and was slow to spring back.
The spot where Su Ye had pressed quickly turned a bruised purple, and it was showing signs of growing even darker.
Su Ye then pressed several other spots around her calf.
Her hand gradually moved upward, all the way to her tailbone.
Just as she was about to touch it, an angry look finally appeared on Xue'er's delicate face.
"What are you doing?"
Su Ye pressed down anyway.
After pressing, she watched as Xue'er's expression flickered.
Su Ye dusted off her hands, stood up, and asked,
"How long has it been?"
Seeing Su Ye's serious demeanor, Xue'er gave a mocking smile.
"You really play the part, sister."
Su Ye asked again,
"How long?"
"Ten years."
