Big Beard and the Long-Faced Man both frowned, and the others in the hall also turned their gaze towards them.
"Ah! My apologies, I pricked the wrong spot," Ye Wutian said, pulling the silver needle out of the fat man's hand.
The fat man's eyes lit up, he moved his left arm and joyfully exclaimed, "Big brother, my hand, it's got feeling again."
However, Ye Wutian then continued, "Actually, I was meant to insert it into this hand." Saying so, he stuck the silver needle into the fat man's right arm, causing it to immediately droop down.
The fat man's face fell, and he cried out, "Big, big brother, I can't feel my right arm again."
"Big brother, this kid is not simple," the Long-Faced Man said with a grave expression.
