A few people were in the room, making idle small talk now and then.
The half-hour for the acupuncture quickly passed by.
Baili Xia removed the silver needles from the old man's back and put them back into the needle pouch.
Feng Gang immediately brought over clothes, helped the old man sit up, and draped them over him.
"Xiaxia's skills are indeed excellent; with so many silver needles on the body, I didn't feel any pain at all."
The old man looked at her and gave a gentle smile.
"It's all thanks to my master's good teaching," Baili Xia dared not take the credit.
She looked at the old man, but he was no longer looking at her.
She thought she could discern something from his face, but in the end, she was disappointed.
Grandfather called her over, treated her to a meal and acupuncture, surely he had some purpose.
But now, he said nothing...
However, with Mu Xiaoyao here, he couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.
Perhaps, the timing was just not right.
