When Jing Luo woke up again, his vision was shrouded in a hazy mist, and it took him quite a while to adjust and realize that he seemed to be in a room.
Lü Shu's aged face was extremely close to his, his eyes intensely focused as he twirled a golden needle into the crown of Jing Luo's head.
A slight tingling sensation spread through his scalp. Not daring to move, Jing Luo simply stared wide-eyed at Old Lu.
Chapter 99