Lin Tian's hand speed was incredibly fast, so fast that Biaan Mingyu couldn't respond in the slightest.
This sudden action caught Biaan Mingyu off guard.
A look of horror appeared on his face, and he instinctively wanted to resist.
But the piercing pain in his hand made his whole body tense, and seeing that it was Lin Tian's action, he was so frightened that he didn't dare move!
In front of him was a terrifying youth who could take his life with a single slap, and resisting might make him die even faster.
"Senior, please spare me..."
Biaan Mingyu's face gradually turned pale as he trembled and pleaded.
He thought Lin Tian was going to kill him.
Luuo Jiachen, Luuo Ying, and the others were also taken aback, their expressions drastically changed.
"Don't move!"
Lin Tian ignored the others and Biaan Mingyu's words, shouted softly, and then continued to jab the silver needle into Biaan Mingyu's arm a few more times before withdrawing his hand.
Acupuncture?
