The bronze censer is not a fake

The other two men immediately looked at Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao warily.

Master Han's face darkened as he grabbed mo Qing's hand. He had just touched mo Qing's broken finger.

Mo Qing was in so much pain that she cried out.

Master Han's expression did not change. He did not even frown. With Swift movements, he instantly connected his bones.

Everyone heard a crack and master han let go of mo Qing.

"Move your fingers."

Mo Qing wagged her finger and her eyes lit up. She immediately said in surprise,"No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Master han flicked his clothes and put his hands behind his back. He slowly walked to Wen Muchu's side and asked indifferently.

"You broke mo Qing's hand?"

"It's Qianqian!" Wen Muchu admitted decisively.

"Why?" Master han asked.

Wen Muchu held Lan Xiao's hand and showed it to master han. He did not say a word, but his words were clear.