Wu Ci was extremely cautious, always walking backward, eyes fixed on Feng Lin.
Chi Ling watched him retreat, feeling helpless, and said, "We'll have a lot on our hands from now on."
Feng Lin stood up, pulled out a few Thumb Tacks, sterilized them with Qi, and pierced them into his belt.
In an instant, Chi Ling felt sluggish, her body somewhat sore and weak.
She looked at Feng Lin in surprise, "Did you stimulate acupoints?"
"Exactly."
Feng Lin extended his hand, "The crisis is over, isn't it time for you to return the Ashen Divine Gu to me?"
"Who said the crisis was over? The crisis isn't over; in fact, it's even more dangerous than before."
Chi Ling smiled at Feng Lin a few times.
He clearly had the ability to take it back proactively, so his words obviously meant he didn't intend to.
Feng Lin shook his head gently, realizing that the two Ashen Divine Gus had ended up with two enemies—it was indeed fate playing tricks on them.
