“Although I believe in you, I still have to leave some restraints on you. If you let me go, I will naturally let you go.”
Although Cheng Wu Xingyang was trustworthy, People’s hearts were unpredictable. Yang Tian could not let Cheng Wu Xingyang ruin his plan. After Cheng Wu Xingyang finished speaking, Yang Tian said without mercy.
When Yang Tian did this, Cheng Wuxingyang didn’t show any dissatisfaction on his face.
Because if he were Yang Tian, he would do the same.
Cheng Wuxingyang was curious about what method Yang Tian would use to restrain himself.
Yang Tian raised his left hand and slowly pointed at Cheng Wuxingyang’s forehead. At the tip of his index finger, there was a cluster of origin force wrapped in spiritual power.
Seeing Yang Tian’s finger pointing at him, Cheng Wu Xingyang instinctively tilted his head back.
At this moment, a huge claw rested on Cheng Wu Xingyang’s shoulder again.
