Fang Yu stopped in his tracks.
When he stopped, Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou also stopped.
"Tianyou."
"Master... I, I'm here," Sun Tianyou said softly.
"Take back your family's plaque."
"Okay."
Soon, Sun Tianyou brought back the plaque from when the King of Acupuncture was alive, looking somewhat uneasy due to nervousness.
"Don't be nervous, this originally belonged to your master," Fang Yu patted Sun Tianyou's shoulder.
Following that, Fang Yu's gaze fell upon Su Daolin, who was prostrating on the ground, and said:
"The treatment method is difficult yet simple... From now on, do not use the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles; this is your only way out."
"..."
Su Daolin's eyes widened, his lips trembling, "Is there really no other treatment method?"
"Do I look like someone who would lie? After all this, you still refuse to admit it?" Fang Yu's eyes were fixed on Su Daolin.
"Admit what?!"
