Ti'er Taoist instinctively covered his eyes with his hand.
But the next second, he flinched back as if electrified.
Ye Guichen glanced at Ti'er's eyes and felt a pang: "Your eyes are injured?"
With the naked eye, two plum blossom needles were embedded in Ti'er's eyes, and Ti'er had a look of immense anger: "Boss, I'm, I'm blind!"
Ye Guichen never expected Wen Daoxian to be so vicious, willing to kill even his own senior brother.
Fortunately, Ti'er Taoist had some cultivation; otherwise, it might not just be a matter of his eyes.
"Don't move!" Ye Guichen had no time to chase Wen Daoxian. He stepped forward quickly and said solemnly, "Open your eyes wide, I'll get the needles out first!"
Ti'er Taoist felt both ashamed and angry: "Boss, don't mind me, go catch Wen Daoxian, I want to kill him, kill him!"
"Shut up!" Ye Guichen shouted angrily.
Ti'er was his man, and now his eyes might be blind. How could Ye Guichen not care?
