"Go away! I, this old man, will fight them to the death!" the elder exclaimed, but as he spoke, his abdominal wound started bleeding again and he coughed uncontrollably.,At this critical juncture, a voice, indifferent and calm, rang out.,Lin nodded, walked to the old man's side, and took out a silver needle, half an inch long like hair, from the pouch hanging from his waist. Then, he carefully pricked the old man's brow.。