C2987 Acupuncture

Jiang Zhuo didn't want to be biased.

"Thank you, Master!"

Ren Qianxun, who didn't have much hope, knelt down in excitement when he heard that there was still him.

"Okay, let's begin!"

Jiang Zhuo smiled and took out a few silver needles.

Could it be that he was using the silver needles to break through?

Everyone was filled with curiosity