"Boss, is there a problem? I didn't notice anything wrong." Wang Xiaofei looked at Liu Hun, full of confusion.
Upon hearing this, Liu Hun couldn't help but shake his head, somewhat frustratedly saying to Wang Xiaofei, "I thought you would be smarter, could sense the change, but now it seems you're just as foolish as the old ghost."
"Hey, boss, that's not fair, calling me foolish. When was I foolish?" The old ghost immediately protested to Liu Hun upon hearing his words, feeling a bit dissatisfied.
Liu Hun completely ignored the old ghost, and slowly approached Wang Xiaofei, directly pressing a mole on Wang Xiaofei's prosthetic arm. In the next moment, five poisonous silver needles shot out from Wang Xiaofei's fingers, piercing heavily into the villa wall, which turned pitch black upon impact, showing the terrifying nature of the poison carried by the needles.
"This…" Wang Xiaofei and the old ghost looked at the scene, both stunned, never imagining such a use.
