"All right..." Steward Hao looked at his daughter with great heartache.
"Besides, with this poor Daoist here, you needn't worry about life or death!" Xiao Hua said calmly. "I know what I'm doing!"
"Immortal Master, please..." Miss Hao could not bear to watch her father's affection any longer and urged him on.
"Good!" Xiao Hua agreed. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver needles appeared in his grasp. Then his hands flashed like lightning, driving them one by one into Miss Hao's face and head.
Though Steward Hao did not know why Xiao Hua was inserting silver needles into Miss Hao's head, he no longer dared utter a single word.
After needles had been placed in Miss Hao's head, Xiao Hua inserted more into the acupuncture points across her legs. Finally, he rubbed his hands together and asked blandly, "Are you ready?"
"Mhm..." Miss Hao nodded. At her side, Maid Huan'er obediently took out a handkerchief, rolled it up, and placed it between Miss Hao's teeth.
Crack, crack, crack! Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Hua reached out and gripped Miss Hao's thigh. With a small exertion of force, the shattered bones that had long since grown together in a disorderly mess were completely crushed into powder again!
"Aaah!" Miss Hao let out a miserable scream. Her eyes rolled white, and she nearly fainted from the pain. Blood streamed onto the handkerchief clenched between her silver teeth, while beads of sweat larger than soybeans rolled down from her forehead...
"Xiao Si!!!" Steward Hao could not help calling out Miss Hao's childhood name. The pain in his heart was worse than if his own bones had been broken!
Unfortunately, Miss Hao was in too much pain to answer. Only after the time it took to drink a cup