C591 Seminar on Traditional Chinese Medicine

Wang Ye slapped the old man's face like he was slapping his own face, the old man even seemed to enjoy it a lot.

Wang Ye slapped him five times consecutively, causing half of the old man's face to swell up. Wang Ye stopped and used two fingers to hold onto a silver needle, pulling it out.

"Chu Liuming, do you think you've lost or won?" Wang Ye smiled faintly