Cripple Your Hand

Han Yucheng was startled and he was unable to maintain the smile on his face. He looked at the people around him who were trying not to laugh, then he took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if we don't know each other from before, from this moment on, we know each other."

Feng Jiu smiled wryly and said: "I'm not interested in knowing you."

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!"

Someone couldn't help but laugh when he saw Han Yucheng's frustrated look and felt great about it. 

Ruan Qiuxue, who was standing at the back, looked on at this scene and her expression turned ghastly. She looked at Han Yucheng, then at the beautiful woman in red, and a cold look flashed across her eyes. 

As she was standing behind the crowd, when her sleeve moved and a silver needle appeared between her fingers, no one noticed. Not to mention that she had also used spirit energy to shoot the silver needle towards Feng Jiu.