Whether a martial artist or a cultivator, the meridians through which True Qi and Inner Strength flow are more or less the same, and Qin Yuesheng is very skilled in this regard.
"The Buddha statue that guy got from you, where did you get it from?" Qin Yuesheng asked, grabbing Wang Mazi's head.
His hand gripped Wang Mazi's head like an iron clamp, causing pain at the top of his head, as if his skull might explode.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch."
Looking around, Qin Yuesheng noticed the cabinet that Wang Mazi hadn't yet closed, and he got a clear view of the Buddha statues inside.
"Tell me, what's the origin of these things, and what's going on with this eye?" Qin Yuesheng pointed to the single pupil at Wang Mazi's brow as he asked.
"Heh, heh heh, hehehe..." Having overcome his initial panic, Wang Mazi inexplicably calmed down. Facing Qin Yuesheng's questions, he not only didn't panic, but instead let out a cold laugh.
