Zhao Fu stood by the side and calmly watched. The 5,000 players’ bodies were completely bound, and their bodies hung in the air, their faces completely red as they kicked wildly with their legs.
Soon, the 5,000 players stopped struggling, and the forest fell silent, causing the atmosphere to become quite eerie.
Bai Qi watched from the side and saw how calm Zhao Fu seemed standing in front of the 5,000 hung players. He couldn’t help but feel his heart tremble. He felt that he didn’t fully understand Zhao Fu the way that he thought he had.
“Collect the high-grade corpses and hang the other corpses around this mountain. Also, hang Li Mu’s corpse at the front – they said that they would do this to Great Qin and even destroy Great Qin’s entire line,” Zhao Fu said as he lightly laughed.