Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things","My grandfather had a stroke and has been paralyzed for over a month, unconscious the whole time." Ning Qingxue said with a sneer.,After finishing his words, Mu Huo's eyes burned with intense heat.。