Whether it was the large cauldron or the water inside the cylinder, both were already boiling furiously. A normal person touching it briefly would likely not die but would surely lose a layer of skin, let alone Old Master Xuu, whose body was completely in its twilight years. The pain and torment he must have been suffering were simply indescribable.
Yet even so, the old man gritted his teeth without a single word of complaint, allowing Chen Fei to apply the needles to him. One couldn't help but marvel at his iron will—truly befitting a military man! A general!
Old Chief, you must endure. If you can get through this, there's a chance you might make it. Elder Xunn couldn't help but murmur to himself.
SWISH!
