C216 My Uncle Said

Qin Zhong pinched the silver needle between his fingers as if it had been given a soul life. Qin Zhong threw the needle up with force from his wrist, and the needle brought the needle down rapidly. Qin Zhong made a grabbing motion in the air, and the silver needle returned to his hand at some point in time.

However, only Qin Zhong's fingers, which were holding the silver needle