Chapter369

Allen Peterson was relieved to see Wu Chengping gradually settling down in the hospital bed. He knew that the soul-fixing needle had succeeded. Next, as long as the poison in his body was removed, Wu Chengping would naturally wake up.

"Old Huang, don't worry, this soul fixing needle is your unique skill. I swear, it will never be passed on to another person."

The old Huang at the other end of the phone looked at Allen Peterson's pale face, smiled and waved his hand: "Don't you, this soul-fixing needle can't let him lose it, otherwise, I'm ashamed of my ancestors! If you have a suitable candidate, pass it on to him!"

When he said this, Allen Peterson stood in awe. To tell the truth, he was not greedy for the unique skill of soul fixing needle, but he never thought he would learn it.

"Old Huang, you can rest assured that I will never let this unique skill be lost."