Li Rui-er's threads had gotten very close to Pan Wenji, and when the distance was less than three meters, the front of the threads suddenly lifted, resembling a venomous snake preparing to strike.
However, at that moment, a foot stepped directly onto the silk thread.
"Buzz!"
The thread began to twist as if it was alive, trying to break free from its restraints, even stirring up gusts of air.
Pan Wenji was immediately awakened, his small body leapt up, and Jin Ying'ai quickly opened her eyes, with metallic spurs on her arms instantly springing forth.
Both were veterans, neither simple characters. Perhaps there had been moments of negligence previously, as is human nature, but when they truly faced danger, they could quickly demonstrate the qualities expected of veterans.
