Last time, the flawless footwork he used to escape Wang Qiang's grasp was suddenly unusable now.
Qin Qi sensed something amiss and looked down, only to find the ground beneath his feet had become incredibly soft. As he stepped down, his foot sank halfway, leaving him with nowhere to push off from.
"What's going on?"
Qin Qi was utterly confused.
He suspected it was the doing of the right secretary and quickly turned his head to look.
He only saw a dim yellow flag appear in the right secretary's hand, emanating True Qi like flowing water, pointing directly at him.
Qin Qi's expression darkened, "You, what kind of trick are you playing?"
The right secretary twisted his neck, "Last time you managed to escape from Wang Qiang, though I don't know what method you used, did you think I would come unprepared this time?"
"How could a country bumpkin like you possibly know the power of this flag? Fine, just stay a confused fool obediently!"
