Chapter 1 Don’t Be Afraid, I’ll Be Quick

"Xiaonan, be gentle, you're hurting her," Wu Meiyu said, lying back on the soft mat, her face flushed and drenched in sweat.

She was dressed in a form-fitting outfit that perfectly outlined her sensual curves. Her sports bra, perhaps too tight, pressed her ample bosom into a deep, inviting valley.

Gu Xiangnan braced his arms on either side of her head, gazing down at her. "Don't be afraid, I'll be finished soon."

After a few deep breaths, Wu Meiyu seemed to steel herself and met his eyes. "Go ahead!"

Gu Xiangnan spread her legs apart and leaned his whole body over her. Wu Meiyu gave a muffled groan, biting her lip hard.

"Seven, six, five, four... Just hang in there a bit longer, Sister Wu," Gu Xiangnan said, pulling her legs to their limit and pressing down firmly.

Wu Meiyu squeezed her eyes shut, enduring the pain with trembling determination. "I... I can't anymore, this is my limit."

"Sister Wu, you're amazing. Your flexibility is so much better than last time," Gu Xiangnan said, releasing her and standing up.

The tension on her inner thighs eased instantly. Wu Meiyu let out a sigh of relief and slowly sat up.

"Sister Wu, while I was stretching your legs just now, I also massaged a few pressure points. Try walking around," Gu Xiangnan suggested.

Wu Meiyu took a few steps, noticing that her legs felt light and nimble. "Wow, this feels wonderful. Look, my body isn't nearly as stiff as before. Xiaonan, you're incredible!"

Wu Meiyu was Gu Xiangnan's fitness client—his very first, in fact. If it weren't for her, he might have been fired from the gym.

Gu Xiangnan's expertise extended far beyond pressure points. He had many other skills as well. In his past, when his masters asked him to help, he most enjoyed using the Giant Yuan Palm.

When he used the Giant Yuan Palm, his hand could instantly double in size, able to topple a tree with a single strike. When he massaged his masters with it, the strength was much greater, the pressure more penetrating. All of these techniques were taught to him by his masters.

Gu Xiangnan grew up in a remote, mysterious mountain, raised by his twelve masters. Each one was an enigmatic beauty with unrivaled skills. He had no idea how old they were, but ever since he could remember, their appearances never changed.

As a boy, Gu Xiangnan was soft and adorable, beloved by all his masters. They would often cradle him in their arms, letting him nuzzle against their chests. As he grew older, however, the masters noticed he would have strange reactions after such closeness. Their intimate garments also began to mysteriously disappear.

Boys are meant to leave home eventually. The masters were deeply troubled about how to send Gu Xiangnan away.

"Disciple, you must leave now. The Scorching Sun Poison within you will flare up within two years. You must find your seven senior sisters, each of whom has a unique constitution. Only by uniting with them all can your poison be alleviated."

"Disciple, take my black gold card. With it, you can withdraw money from any bank in the world. Each senior sister knows one digit of the password—when you find them all, you'll have the complete code."

"Take the Herbal King's Secret Manual as well. I've taught you half of it; the rest you'll have to study carefully. Open a medical clinic and you'll never want for food or clothing!"

"And here's my beauty formula—the secret to my ageless appearance. All the recipes for pills and creams are written here. With this, you'll be a goddess to all women."

Tears streamed down Gu Xiangnan's face. "Masters..."

"Go now!"

"Master..."

"You're so annoying! Are you leaving or not? If you don't go, we won't be so polite!"

"Master, I can't bear to leave you—ahhh!"

Before he could finish, his eldest master, unable to stand it any longer, gave him a hard kick and sent him tumbling down the mountain.

When his dizziness faded, Gu Xiangnan hitchhiked his way to Jiangning City. He clutched the black card, unable to withdraw a single cent.

His stomach rumbled with hunger; he needed to make some money fast. After all, he was the sole disciple of twelve masters—there was nothing he couldn't do for a living.

But when he tried to practice medicine, he was almost arrested for lacking a license.

As he wandered the streets, Gu Xiangnan spotted a job posting for a fitness trainer. A hit film, "Burning Blood," had just been released, featuring a heroine who lost over two hundred pounds in a year, inspiring countless women.

This had set the fitness industry on fire. Every gym was hiring trainers.

Good looks? He was certainly handsome.

Martial arts? That counted as athletics, didn't it?

Flexibility training? Did massaging his masters count?

And so, Gu Xiangnan was hired.

The gym owner let him stay temporarily at the facility. He started by handing out flyers, and that's how he met Wu Meiyu.

Today was Wu Meiyu's second private lesson. She was an executive assistant at a company. Wearing high heels every day left her legs swollen and sometimes gave her knee pain.

Every time Gu Xiangnan stretched her, he would also massage her pressure points. Especially when he used the Giant Yuan Palm—his fingers would gradually heat up, a side effect of his Scorching Sun constitution.

His massage came with a natural heat therapy, making it incredibly soothing.

Gu Xiangnan located the pressure point at the root of Wu Meiyu's thigh, carefully adjusting the force as he massaged.

A tingling wave shot through Wu Meiyu's entire body. She couldn't help but let out a soft, involuntary moan.

"Sister Wu..."

Wu Meiyu blushed, pressing her hot cheeks with her hands. "Xiaonan, your technique is truly wonderful. It feels amazing."

"As long as you're satisfied, Sister Wu. I'm a professional, after all."

The last time he massaged her, her leg swelling disappeared completely, and even her knee pain was gone.

"Xiaonan, with skills like yours, aren't you overqualified for this place?"

"Don't laugh at me, Sister Wu. I'm just trying to make a living. It's not easy to get by in an unfamiliar city," Gu Xiangnan replied with a helpless smile.

"It's really tough, isn't it? How about this: I'll start recommending you to people I know," Wu Meiyu said, pulling out her phone and sending out a series of messages.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

A melodious female voice came through the line: "Huayue Hotel, room 1108. Help me!"

The call abruptly ended.

Wu Meiyu's face went pale. She hurriedly said to Gu Xiangnan, "My boss is in trouble. I have to go save her."

"Sister Wu, is your boss named Su Hanyan?"

Gu Xiangnan had been standing beside her and had seen the caller ID.

"Yes, she's the CEO of Yisheng Corporation. Something's happened to her—I have to hurry."

Wu Meiyu grabbed her car keys and rushed out.

"I'll come with you," Gu Xiangnan said.

Su Hanyan, CEO of Yisheng Corporation—there was no mistaking it. Gu Xiangnan was certain: Wu Meiyu's boss was his eldest senior sister!

His masters had told him to find several senior sisters in Jiangning City, but he had forgotten to ask for specific addresses. All he knew was that his eldest senior sister was a company president.

He hadn't expected to find her through Wu Meiyu.

And from that call, it was clear his eldest senior sister was in trouble.

Good, very good! Someone dared to bully his senior sister? If he didn't flick that guy's forehead a hundred times, he wouldn't be worthy of his surname!

With that, Gu Xiangnan warmed up his fingers for a good round of forehead flicking as he followed Wu Meiyu out.

At this very moment—

Huayue Hotel.

Inside room 1108 on the eleventh floor, the bathroom door had already been kicked open.

A voluptuous woman was pinned to the large bed, her wrists held above her head by a man.

"Miss Su, I just love a wild mare like you. The more you resist, the more excited I get!"