"Let go of me, let go." Xiang Cheng, who had already lost the use of one arm, was nowhere near a match for the man in black. He was easily hoisted off the ground by his collar.
"Qiu Bo, quick, make her stop. Are you just going to stand by and watch her harm me?" Swinging in the air, Xiang Cheng desperately slapped at the man in black with his remaining arm, begging Qiu Bo for help.
Qiu Bo glanced at Jian Qing's calm composure, opened his mouth but eventually said nothing.
The man in black was unnaturally strong. Regardless of Xiang Cheng's struggles, he remained unmovable. He carried Xiang Cheng in front of Jian Qing as if he were a mere chicken, then casually threw him down.
"Thud!"
Xiang Cheng hit the ground before he could react.
The fall was harsh, and Xiang Cheng felt a wave of pain in his bones as he scrambled up from the ground to furiously glare at Jian Qing.
