Just as he grabbed the wooden sword, ready to take it away.
Jiang Fan suddenly activated the Thunder Strike effect in the wooden sword.
A powerful current immediately surged into Zhu Jianshen's body.
He screamed in pain and then went stiff on the spot.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Fan swept across, kicking him onto the wooden frame and said, "Tie him up!"
The servants immediately stepped forward, tying him up tightly to the pig slaughtering rack.
By the time he regained consciousness, his hands and feet were already immobilized. He could only roar with anger: "Let me down! Let me down now!"
Jiang Fan ignored him and ordered him to be moved to the stove rack for roasting.
The intense heat made him scream incessantly: "What do you intend to do to me?"
Jiang Fan calmly said, "Of course, it's to cure you."
"However, a key material is still needed."
He opened the bundle Zhu Jianshen had brought back and found the golden Soul-stealing Thorns.