At that moment, the man felt deeply cheated. The young man in the white coat standing in front of him was clearly just an ordinary person, but the man felt that he was a lot harder to deal with than many cultivators at his level.
This keen sense of disparity after suffering a defeat was actually hard to describe… It was like meeting an online friend who had clearly been a pure and cute little sister on the Internet, but in the end turned out to be Gouda
With Wang Ming holding a sword to this throat, the man once again tried to struggle free of the long johns and hemp rope, but failed. It was just ordinary rope, but the long johns inside weren't normal at all, and acted like a partition that completely blocked the flow of his spirit energy.