Chapter 1109: The Evil God Isn't Dead?

"My lord, is this true?" Hei Bei was astonished, and although the needles scattered on the ground had corroded to black, they still gleamed faintly in the sunlight.

"There's no mistake!" Li Huai was very certain, then asked, "How old is Zhuge Weilin this year?"

"Twenty-four years old!" Without thinking, Hei Bei blurted out, revealing Zhuge Weilin's exact age. This showed that, despite his frequent verbal abuse calling Zhuge Weilin a fool, he actually cared deeply for his disciple.

"If I'm not mistaken, someone must have used these needles to lock his thirty-six Death Acupoints when he was between three to five years old, which has kept him from making any breakthroughs in martial arts!" Li Huai said.

"Good heavens!" A chill ran down Hei Bei's spine—the needles had been hidden in Zhuge Weilin's body for nearly twenty years?

Who could be so cruel as to do such a thing to a young child?

While Hei Bei was enraged, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for Zhuge Weilin.