"What's going on?!"
The two men's faces turned pale with fright; they had no idea what had just happened.
At that moment, Chen Zheng finally got a clear look at them. He didn't recognize them; they were probably just underlings.
"Who sent you?" Chen Zheng's voice was ice-cold.
"Let us go! She fell on her own! It has nothing to do with us!" one of the men roared.
Chen Zheng nodded slightly, then tightened the bonds of Inner Strength around the man's ankle, instantly severing it.
"AHH!!!"
Chen Zheng turned to the other man. "Your turn to answer. Who sent you?"
"What the hell did you do! Damn it, let us go!"
The next second, his ankle was also torn from his body.
CRACK...
Without a word, after severing both their ankles, Chen Zheng moved the fine threads of Inner Strength slowly upward, wrapping them around the men's legs before tightening them again.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
