The cascade of crises left both Wang Chen and Lei with no mind to bother about the people below.
Of course, even without these crises, they were both too disdainful to pay them any attention.
Especially that man on the left earlier.
If it hadn't been for his selfish actions, the rope wouldn't have broken, so whether he was left crippled or dead, neither Wang Chen nor Lei would feel any disturbance in their hearts.
At this moment, Lei, already unsettled, became even more panicked as she looked at the iron pot and the giant snake about to break through it.
She instinctively grabbed Wang Chen's arm, her voice trembling as she asked, "What... what should we do?"
Wang Chen didn't speak, but after taking a deep breath, he suddenly took a step forward.
As soon as his right foot stepped on a protruding rock beside the cliff, both hands pressed directly on top of the iron pot.
With the force of his arms, the iron pot that was about to come out was pushed back in again.
