Tang Xiao scoffed with disdain,
"Do you think I'm easily scared? I've tried it before!"
Wu Jie smiled without a word, immediately searching his suitcase for silver needles and iodine.
Having completed the third task, Wu Jie had acquired a perpetual national-level acupuncture skill.
So, this time he didn't even need to exchange energy points for it.
He proficiently sterilized the needles.
While admiring Tang Xiao's graceful and lithe figure, he inserted the needles with impeccable precision.
At first, there was some pain and numbness.
Tang Xiao slightly closed her beautiful eyes, her expression serene and composed, assuming an indifferent attitude as if she feared nothing.
But as more silver needles pierced her skin, Tang Xiao gradually had a significant stress response.
Her breathing became more rapid.
Her originally tense body felt like it was soaking in a warm ocean, or wandering through soft cotton.
