"We don't have much time left. Interrogate him on the spot!" Xiao ran said.
"Alright!" The two of them nodded.
He walked toward Zheng Qing and gave him some space.
"Seal!" After they left, Xiao ran made his move and set up a barrier around the area, enveloping it.
He waved his hand.
He grabbed a ball of the storm outside and splashed it on his face.
Xia Zheng woke up slowly under the stimulation of the cold water. He had just opened his eyes, and before he could figure out the situation around him, a burning pain spread through his body. It was so painful that he subconsciously cried out.
The memories from before he fell unconscious also came back to him at this moment.
He couldn't care about anything else and did a backflip, wanting to jump up from the ground and quickly escape from this place.
It was awkward.
His four limbs were crippled, and the carp jump only moved his lower body a little before he fell back to the ground.
"Ah ..."