The short-haired woman looked bewildered, her body still in a crawling position.
But at this moment, she no longer exhibited any obedience or submission; instead, she appeared lost and scared.
Shi Shi watched everything from the side, a flicker of delight in her eyes.
So, Jiang Xiao had been pretending to be weak all along, his power had never been limited.
But thinking about it, of course, right?
What you restricted was the weird power, what does it have to do with Jiang Xiao, the chosen one?
The middle-aged man was still on the ground, bowing repeatedly like pounding garlic.
The higher up someone is positioned, the more they fear death when facing dangerous situations.
They haven't lived enough; they still want to indulge in a life of luxury and decadence...
How... how can they die now!
Seeing the man whose forehead was bleeding from the kowtowing, Jiang Xiao spoke with a faint smile.
"What are all those tools on the bed used for in the room?"
