"Su Fan, you madman, what are you doing, are you going to tear the child's wrist off?"
"Stop it right now."
Chen Ruoshui saw Su Fan forcefully twisting the child's wrist and immediately panicked.
The two longtime apprentices around even thought about taking physical action against Su Fan.
Just at that moment, Su Fan let go of the child.
"Try it, can you move it now?"
Su Fan paid no attention to Chen Ruoshui but gently asked the child.
The child hesitantly raised their hand.
The motion was effortless.
"Ha ha, it doesn't hurt anymore, Grandpa Chen, my hand doesn't hurt anymore, it's healed."
The child's innocent laughter rang out.
With a face of relief.
The crowd at the martial arts school was dumbfounded as if they had seen a ghost.
Chen Ruoshui, who had just been criticizing Su Fan for being too rough, was now standing there with his mouth wide open, big enough to fit an egg.
"Could it be, it's healed just like that, so simply?"
