Chapter 393: The Storm Returns

Everyone froze, startled by Zhao Cuilan's painful cries, which were unsettling. Ye Yuanjian's heart dropped. "Leviticus Lee, what are you doing? Didn't you say not until five?" "If I count to five, it won't have the same effect," Leviticus Lee replied with a slight, knowing smile. He stood up, grabbed a wet towel, wiped his hands, and pointed at Zhao Cuilan's legs. Only then did everyone notice that Zhao Cuilan's twisted legs had straightened. Though her skin was still withered and dull, the legs...