"Who are you?"
Li Banfeng walked in, carrying a dozen arms: "Here are left hands and right hands, all freshly chopped from the living room. Bloodline compatible, perfectly sized, fresh meat, you better attach them while they're still warm."
Miglov struggled to create a wall, blocking Li Banfeng. He climbed out of bed and rushed to the window, preparing to jump out.
Missing an arm and covered in wounds, Miglov couldn't climb onto the window sill immediately.
Li Banfeng's shadow helped him, assisting him onto the window sill and casually sending him into the Portable Residence.
Once inside the Portable Residence, Miglov drew a dagger and severed his left leg, which turned into a mass of mud and quickly formed into a castle, wrapping around Miglov.
According to Miglov's design, the castle was large enough to break through the confines of this small room, allowing him to establish contact with the outside world.
