Li Yan was grinding his silver teeth, but thankfully, after his pledge, Li Xuan tossed the 'Hanjiaojue' to him. Li Yan carefully caught it in his hands, and after meticulously wiping it with his sleeve, he tucked it into his sleeve.
At this moment, Li Xuan was looking rather worried at Li Yan's lower body, "Old bro, are you alright down there? Do you think there might be any lingering issues? Or any kind of psychological trauma? Should we find a place to test it out first, to see if it still works? Or should we get a doctor to take a look? I'm very familiar with Uncle Jiang—"
Li Yan's face instantly turned green again, recalling the excruciating pain he had just experienced, then he spat out a single word through gritted teeth: "Scram!"
He thought himself lucky to have worn armor today, otherwise, the pearl he had processed earlier could have turned him into a eunuch.
