Chương 1059: A paranoid individual

"So, will anyone tell me what's going on?" Yang Qing asked again, his tone soft, as the silence stretched on with no response from those present.

"Did I overdo it?" he wondered, his gaze sweeping over their frozen expressions. Yang Qing took pride in the precise control of his aura—a mastery born from his unique physique and years of meticulous training. He was certain he hadn't gone too far in subduing them, but their reactions were beginning to make him doubt himself.

The three combatants had completely forgotten the fierce battle they were engaged in just moments before. Their bodies remained locked in place, mid-motion, save for their heads, which had turned toward Yang Qing, their faces pale and stricken with fear.

Whatever emotions had consumed them earlier—anger, desperation, or worry—had been utterly erased, replaced by one singular and overwhelming feeling: fear.