Because he was much shorter than Chu Chengfeng, he was actually aiming for Chu Chengfeng's head, but couldn't reach, so he could only hack at his back.
Chu Chengfeng sensed the danger from behind, his eyes sinister, and his senses extremely sharp. He had already pinpointed the moment, ready to redirect the machete towards this man's companions.
Just as the knife was about to hit Chu Chengfeng's back, Xiao Wen on the bed slowly opened her eyes. With just a glance, she understood the situation before her. She coldly said, "Seeking death!"
Then a spirit talisman shot out like a sharp sword towards the man's hand wielding the knife, instantly piercing his wrist. The man let out a scream, dropping the knife to the ground, his hand bizarrely twisted at a ninety-degree angle, snapped in a blink.
The man looked at his hand in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief, but the pain caused him to collapse, clutching his hand, screaming in agony.
