Li Fuyin picked up the silver needles scattered on the floor and walked straight toward the Old Madam, who had slumped into the master chair.
The old woman, who had been full of arrogance just moments ago, was now unconscious, lying there like a dead fish, helpless and at the mercy of others. Li Fuyin’s lips curled into a mocking smile, her eyes flickering with a cold glint.
The next instant, her fingers danced, effortlessly plucking a silver needle and precisely piercing an acupuncture point on the Old Madam’s face.
Chapter 29