C243 Joint Raising of Cups

Everyone in the room, including Wang Hong herself, was stunned. Even if Yang Hsingchen was squatting down and giving her leg a light massage, she would still look like a wooden sculpture.

Three minutes later, Yang Hsingchen stood up and put away all five silver needles, "Okay, Miss Wang, you can stand up and take a few steps."

"Ya, oh." Wang Hong still had a face full of disbelief