"Do...do you have more?" After finishing a bowl of leftover rice, Zheng Wei asked anxiously.
Meanwhile, he was licking the rice grains at the corners of his mouth, clearly showing a desperate hunger for food.
Xiao Feng frowned, showing some disdain, and said, "There's plenty to eat and drink, but whether you get more depends on your performance."
Zheng Wei smacked his lips, obviously wanting more but refrained from asking, and said, "Let me out."
"Only you can undo the Seven Evils Palm?" Xiao Feng asked, unmoved.
"In a way...yes," Zheng Wei replied while panting heavily, "To undo the Seven Evils Palm, you not only have to find the corresponding acupuncture points but also apply the correct force. Without practice, it's impossible."
Xiao Feng retorted, "How do you know it's impossible if you don't try?"
