The best? What would that be?
Not even Boss Huang knew what the copper-faced man said. He was even more clueless about what the copper-faced man was trying to do. All he knew was that the Demon Infant had some kind of subtle connection with Tang Ling's war seed.
After the copper-faced man extracted the seed from Tang Ling's heart, he told Boss Huang to take care of the rest and left for the smithing room. Boss Huang was left alone with Tang Ling with his chest cut open and his beating heart exposed.
Take care of it? How the hell should I take care of this!?
Boss Huang ought to cry, but he failed to shed a tear. He suppressed the grievance and brought some anesthetic from his room to stop Tang Ling's wound from bleeding. He then simply put a clean cloth over it.
Although Tang Ling's heart was not hurt, it was still a grotesque scene to look at.