Zhu Jin coldly said, "Fine, I want to see how he can find those three steel needles."
"Elder Zhou, please show me that hidden weapon."
Without a word, Zhou Qi handed over the hidden weapon fixed in the sheath to Ling Chen.
Ling Chen squatted down, dexterously disassembled the hidden weapon, took out the components one by one, revealing the core part - the chamber that launches the three steel needles.
Looking at the water stains remaining inside the chamber, Ling Chen's mouth curled slightly, and he lightly touched it with his finger. As expected, the chamber still felt slightly cold.
"Elder Zhou, Master Zhu is right, we indeed have no way to find those three steel needles."
Hearing this, Song Ge's face suddenly showed a hint of disappointment.
Zhu Jin sneered sarcastically, "I thought you were highly capable, but it turns out you're just mediocre. Ling Chen, you should better stay out less embarrassing yourself and tarnishing the reputation of your notorious group."
