"Scared the daylights out of me."
Tang Ming discreetly wiped away cold sweat; if the old madman really found him ahead of time, he would definitely die terribly. Even without his legs, the old madman could easily kill him.
"You're lucky. After we arrived, a Dragon Tooth appeared here, and the master kept a low profile, so he didn't come to settle scores with you."
Sun Zhuangjia snorted discontentedly.
"Haha, maybe I should really thank Dragon Tooth then."
Tang Ming swallowed nervously and quickly changed the subject: "Second Master, when I was healing Sun Zhuangjia, you seemed to know the origin of the Tianxuan Nine Needles and mentioned a name, what was that?"
"That belongs to one of the Eight Great Marvelous Arts..."
The old madman hesitated: "Forget it, since your master didn't tell you these things, he must have his reasons, and I can't tell you directly now."
"Oh come on! I still don't know who I am, can't you just do me a favor and tell me?"
