Zhen Shengnan was running when she unexpectedly collided with the hurricane, instantly rebounding and falling to the ground. A large bump swelled up on her jade forehead, her eyes filled with disbelief.
What strange martial arts was this old man using that he could invisibly block her escape?
"You can't escape," Huang Shiren chuckled.
Under his mental control, a whirlwind wrapped around Zhen Shengnan, who had just gotten up, binding her tightly like silk, spinning madly.
Zhen Shengnan struggled desperately but couldn't break free from the whirlwind, her limbs bound as if shackled, nearly immobile.
"Let me go."
"I haven't touched you," Huang Shiren said with a laugh while sizing her up. "Your legs are your own; if you want to leave, just go."
"You are shameless!" Zhen Shengnan gasped for air, trapped in the whirlwind, "Old lady… will kill you!"
"You will kill many people in the future, but certainly not me."