"Wuxian! Raise your hands and don't move!"
When this sound rang out, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei already knew that he was hopeless, and sure enough! His body involuntarily knelt down on one knee, raised his hands and made a gesture of catching the sword with his bare hands.
In front of him, a young man wearing sun earrings was pointing a knife at him.
Zhao Sheng: "It's 100% likely that you will be caught with bare hands, how can you block it, Boss Chu?"
