Qi Nu felt choked, that giant strength at his throat pretty much breaking his bones.
He couldn't use any strength at all, he couldn't even struggle. He could only look towards this half-monster teen who just used one hand and grabbed onto his neck in utmost fear.
That absolutely handsome face actually had a smile on it, but it was really cold, totally no warmth in it. What reflected into his eyes was a coldness that seeped into his lungs, filling him with shock and trepidation.
The surrounding men looked over in astonishment. Looking at Zong Shou, they felt that this was really absurd.
The feeling was like seeing a bunny that couldn't even bite a person suddenly becoming a Desolate Era god that wanted their lives!