A group of people rushed forward to support Sa Tian. Bai Ruozhu pulled up his sleeve, then took a sharp breath.
"How did it get this severe? Are you out of your mind? What kind of self-mutilation is this?" Bai Ruozhu gritted her teeth in anger, but despite her scolding words, her hands moved swiftly, taking out a silver needle to relieve his pain.
Sa Tian smiled without explaining. At that moment, he feared that being too lenient wouldn't make his disguise convincing enough. Since he had made the decision, he might as well go all out.
But he couldn't say much, especially not that he did it to ensure they could reach Zhaoti Temple. He was afraid Bai Ruozhu would feel guilty for it.
Yizi was already crying beside him, and Fo Lanying and Wa Wei had tears in their eyes. What was he thinking? Doesn't he feel the pain?
Sa Tian's body swayed, sweat dripping from his forehead. He endured the pain with cold sweat streaming, yet still maintained a smile, just to avoid worrying others.
