"See this? This is your arm."
As Duanmu Huai spoke, he extended his finger and pressed it on the man's forearm, then forcefully exerted his strength.
"Crack!!!!!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
The next moment, the man's forearm snapped like a toy action figure's arm being bent backward, breaking instantly. Then, Duanmu Huai abruptly grabbed the man's shattered and twisted forearm, yanked it hard, and jerked it right off from the man's upper arm!
"Now it's not anymore."
Duanmu Huai discarded the severed arm in his hand, gazing coldly at the man. At that moment, the man's face had turned pale from sheer agony. His legs instinctively struggled and trembled, kicking the floor desperately, as if it could alleviate some of his pain. Yet, under Duanmu Huai's Fearful Aura, the man was able to do nothing, even pass out from the pain, only endure the agony that nearly drove him insane.
"Answer me, how many of you are there? Where are the rest?"