C325 Silver Needles into the Brain
Lin Lichen didn't grasp Chiang Hao's intent, but he knew better than to ignore him. With a look of confusion, he took a seat next to Chiang Hao.
Chiang Hao flicked his wrist, and, as if by magic, a ten-centimeter-long silver needle appeared in his grasp. Holding the needle's end, he instructed, “Bend your head down.”
Lin Lichen complied, tilting his head toward Chiang Hao. Ci Mei
