Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four
"What is this...?" Wang Sihai stared at the clear palm imprint on the table, his eyes widening in shock.
Wei Zhentian said indifferently, "This is Inner Strength. If I were to press this palm print on you, how do you think you'd feel?"
Wang Sihai's flabby body quivered. Such a hard pear wood would be indented inches deep with just a light press. If it were pressed on him, wouldn't it create a hole?
"Inner Strength, I didn't expect such a thing to exist in the world. I thought it only existed in television and novels," Wang Sihai said with a trembling voice.
Wei Zhentian's face showed disdain as he spoke, "There are many things in this world you don't know about. You're holed up in little Hechuan City; how much of the sky can you see? Just a frog at the bottom of the well. A person barely exhibits abilities beyond ordinary people and it scares you out of your wits. Now, tell me where that person is, so I can meet him."