บท 198: Chapter 198 A Type of People

Hearing Zhao Tiezhu's words, Zhang Yu immediately felt an ominous premonition rising in his heart.

But it was all too late.

The silver needle inserted three inches into his navel began to buzz rapidly.

As the silver needle buzzed, Zhang Yu felt a cold breath sweep over his entire body, but it came quickly and vanished just as fast, disappearing after only a brief moment.

This sudden sensation left Zhang Yu even more perplexed.

What on earth was going on?

Was the cold breath just an illusion, or did it really happen?

Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhang Yu's puzzled face and couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Zhang Yu, do you really think that nothing happened with this one needle?"

"Do you truly believe that I was softhearted and couldn't bring myself to strike you in the end?"

"I can tell you that you're wrong, terribly wrong!"

"This needle carries a chill within it. Once it coils around your yang meridian, you'll lose your identity as a man!"