Old Zheng still thought Tang Chuxia would definitely be scared out of her wits.
After all, not everyone could withstand such a bloody scene.
But what was Tang Chuxia doing?
Seeing that the strong man was still able to squirm, she slapped him on the shoulder, "Stop moving! If you wiggle and cause the knife to cut into your vitals, you won't even have time to cry!"
Old Zheng just made a cut in the skin and was about to adjust the angle when he shuddered and roared, "My technique isn't that bad, he's got a broken thigh, I wouldn't accidentally cut into the root of his thigh!"
Tang Chuxia chuckled dryly, "I was just making a comparison!"
Old Zheng ground his teeth in frustration.
The brat was spouting nonsense.
One of Old Zheng's assistants was suppressing a laugh; the scene was supposed to be quite gory, but due to Tang Chuxia's presence, it somehow made them all feel more at ease.
