According to common sense, anyone whose neck is being strangled will instinctively struggle to free themselves; they would use both hands to vigorously try to pry off whatever is holding their throat, while their body would thrash to its fullest extent.
But not only were Jiang Bao's hands free, he was even shaking his legs, which seemed more like he was waiting for something."
"Is it possible that he's waiting for us to rescue him?" Heavy Cannon anxiously asked.
"I think..." Ghostface Fox glanced at Heavy Cannon, then shook his head, "Probably not."
Taking a deep breath, Heavy Cannon decided to go up and see for himself, "Anyway, we can only be certain after we've seen it up close."
Ghostface Fox nodded, "Alright then."
As soon as he spoke, his magic wand began to glow, and countless vines burst forth from the ground, parting the panicked crowd and forming a staircase that led straight to the royal palace's high platform.
"Make way!"
