"Yes, yes." Wang Jiang nodded repeatedly. He had thought that he had discovered that this woman was extraordinary. He had been prepared to catch her in a trap, but he did not expect it to turn out like this. His life was in danger.
"But I choose to believe in my eldest disciple. I don't believe a word you say. I want to see my eldest disciple alive or dead. You have a tough mouth. It doesn't matter. I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve."
Su Xiaolu squatted down and smiled like a demon.
Wang Jiang's face turned pale.
Su Xiaolu took out the silver needles. She elegantly twirled the silver needles with her fingers and flicked them gently. "Ahhh, my eyes…" Wang Jiang immediately covered his eyes and screamed.
"The most painful parts of a person are their ears, eyes, mouth, hands, and feet."
"When you can't take it anymore, you'll tell the truth eventually."