"Th-this...this..." The man from the Bian Family stammered, cold sweat running down his body.
The 'Flying Needle in Midair Technique' displayed by Huang Xiaolong just now not only intimidated Ji Zhengyu, Ma Chuxia, and others, it also stirred an unending storm in his heart!
This man from the Bian Family was more shocked than anyone else.
Because only he, who has been studying medicine since childhood, understood how difficult it is to master the 'Flying Needle in Midair Technique'!
"Ohh, you looked shocked. Does nobody in your Bian Family know this technique?" Huang Xiaolong laughed.
The man from the Bian Family remained silent, implicitly acknowledging the truth.
"Alright, enough of this nonsense. You belong to one of the ten great ancient martial families. Your word is your bond. If you've uttered something, wouldn't you be shameless to take back your spit? " Huang Xiaolong teased.
