The silver needle flew back into Ren Feifan's hand.
However, instead of being relieved, Ren Feifan was worried - his strike hadn't heavily injured his opponent as he expected. He was at a loss!
Fortunately, the old woman from Rakshasa Gate didn't make any moves at this moment, she just looked at Ren Feifan with a wary look on her face.
She was shocked to her core!
The young man before her had entirely exceeded all her anticipations!
It was frightful how much he had changed in just 20 days!
Such a thing was unheard of in her lifelong experience.
When she saw the terrifying hole in her own hand, she became enraged!
"Brat, you dare injure me! You're asking for death!"
At this moment, Ren Feifan had to pretend to stay calm, stepping forward a step, he smirked,
"This one silver needle has already injured you this much. What about these silver needles?"
Finishing his words, a fistful of silver needles appeared in his hand.
