"The tail of this acupuncture needle is flat!"
"The fat Ginseng embroidered on the outside has only two palm leaves, less than 15 small leaves! This is fake!"
"This is real!"
Their eyes were all fixed on the Golden Needle.
Huang Bingyi picked up the Golden Needle on Qiao Xi's side, quite nostalgic: "The old flat-tailed needle. This Golden Needle has been away from me for many years, initially given away in a fit of pique, but I didn't realize I would regret it for so long. Seeing it today must be fate."
"The Golden Needle in Qiao Xi's hands is the real one!"
Sun Weimeng shouted from the sidelines!
One stone raises a thousand ripples.
Many people came back to their senses, finally grasping the situation.
"The Golden Needle in Lu Yingxue's hands is actually fake? She claims to admire Master Huang, yet she can't even distinguish between the authentic and the counterfeit?"