The moment Lu Xin let out a roar of suppressed anger, the force field around his body was activated.
The surrounding air instantly began to distort.
It was like a vibrating ripple, instantly surging to the surrounding walls and then bouncing back.
During this process, the twisting force field filled the entire office and drowned all the black silk threads. In an instant, all the black silk threads broke and fell to the ground. The painful struggle disappeared bit by bit. The messy, overlapping laughter and the weird figures were also instantly washed away by his mental power. They shrieked.
Even teacher Lu suddenly stopped struggling. If one looked at her again, one would realize that everything that had happened just now was just an illusion. There were no black silk threads on her body. She was just lying quietly on the sofa. Only the bandage around her wrist was very conspicuous.
The office was shaking as if there was an earthquake.
