Feng Yin was not the least bit offended by this, but rather readily agreed, saying to the elder Qing Ming, "Predecessor Qing Ming, you should do this this..."
Pointing at the calf of Yellow Wind, he instructed, "Stab it a few times with a knife, taking care not to hit the bone, just slide the knife back and forth on the calf a few times."
The venerable Qing Ming immediately chuckled and said, "Rest assured, leave it to me."
With a sharp knife in hand, his effortless cut had already pierced right through Yellow Wind's calf, in one side and out the other, without the slightest resistance.
Yellow Wind looked down to see the white blade going in and the red blade coming out from the other side, yet he felt no pain whatsoever and his eyes widened in shock, "What's the situation here, stab me a few more times so I can feel it?"