Although Ashlyn said this with great patience, the chief butler of the City Lord’s Mansion still frowned, with a very hesitant expression on his face. He looked at the giant silver needle in Ashlyn’s hand, and then looked at lying on the bed. The city lord who was almost equal to half a dead man, the butler was quite entangled.
The housekeeper didn’t know if he should believe the words of the ordinary woman in front of him. He always felt that this woman’s words were so unreliable? Can the city owner stand the thick silver needle?
Just when the housekeeper was hesitating and undecided, Ashlyn drove the railroad while it was still hot: “Housekeeper, look at the appearance of your city lord, what else do you have to be afraid of! After I tried, Even if Chuancheng City Lord cannot be cured, the result will be worse than it is now! I suggest you try it, my silver needle technique is quite magical.”
“Really?” The butler looked at Ashlyn with a dubious look, and asked uncertainly.
“It’s true!” Ashlyn vowed.
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