He saw Lv Yi slowly collapsing.
With a flash of his figure, under the trait of Wind and Thunder Breath, he seemed to feel no resistance from the air; his form instantly appeared beside Lv Yi.
With a grab of his left hand, he propped up the limp Lv Yi, and with a sweep of his right, the bowl of meat soup that had fallen mid-air landed steadily in his hand.
Not a drop of the brimming soup spilled from the bowl.
"Master!" Lv Yi's eyes opened slowly under Jiang Ning's nurturing Inner Breath.
"The taste isn't bad!" Jiang Ning took a sip of the meat soup and smiled.
Right then, Lv Yi felt Jiang Ning's hands supporting her back and immediately straightened up.
She saw that the meat soup in Jiang Ning's right hand was already half gone.
"Master, this bowl of meat soup is cold, let me reheat it for you."
As soon as she spoke, Lv Yi extended her hands.
"No need!" Jiang Ning shook his head, then the remaining half-bowl of meat soup was gone after a few gulps.
