Earlier, Li Tianyi only had two needles in his hand; where did the ten come from?
"I have more." Li Tianyi shot out another needle with a "swish," and said triumphantly, "Ha ha, didn't expect it, did you? I use my Silver Needle as darts. I practiced diagnosing pulse and finding acupoints every day flying kites when I was a kid, and I created my own set of flying needles."
Ling Can's face turned alternately blue and white.
"Where are your needles hidden?" Ling Can asked.
Li Tianyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Guess?"
Ling Can looked Li Tianyi up and down twice, unable to figure it out.
Carrying needles around, aren't you afraid they'll stab yourself?
"Can't guess, ha ha ha! I won't tell you now."
Ling Can: "..."
Really want to punch that smug face of his!
It must be the demon helping him!
Ling Can's chest filled with intense hatred and jealousy, making his eyes bloodshot. He screamed wildly, "Ahhhhh——"
