"Are you so sure that you can cure the old master's illness? If you can do that, I agree to your three conditions!"
Shangguan Dao's gaze seemed to penetrate directly into Ye Qiu's heart, seeing through everything he was thinking.
Ye Qiu lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "You can choose not to believe me, and I will just leave right now."
Shangguan Dao's expression was constantly changing. Ye Qiu behaved so confidently because the condition of the old master was evident, having been seen by many famous doctors to no avail. It was only from the director's words that there was such a person with a lost technique of silver needle application that might solve the old master's illness.
Shangguan Dao's eyes fixed directly on Ye Qiu's gaze. Eventually, Shangguan Dao let go of his stern face and compromised to Ye Qiu's demands, conceding, "Fine, as long as it's not too much, I, Shangguan Dao, can fulfill it. I will agree to what you ask."
