"That's wonderful, Young Master Hua is truly a worthy descendant of the Hua Family, with such remarkable acupuncture skills."
Chang Qingshan said, looking at Hua Hai with an admiring face.
"You're too kind. After all, Chang Teng is my father's disciple, it's only right that I do this."
Hua Hai said with a smile, a hint of triumph flickering in his eyes.
"Teng, hurry and thank Young Master Hua, we really owe him a lot for stepping in this time!"
Chang Qingshan said with a smile, looking at Chang Teng.
Chang Teng nodded, looking at Hua Hai as he was about to speak, but his expression changed the moment he began.
"What's wrong?"
Chang Qingshan, Han Jianbin, and Hua Hai all looked at Chang Teng, who was pointing at his mouth and making whimpering sounds, his expression filled with urgency.
"You can't speak?"
Han Jianbin blurted out suddenly.
Chang Teng nodded, continually pointing at his mouth and making whimpering noises, as if someone had cut out his tongue.
