C27 Help Zhang Xinyue

Crackling with energy, the electric baton discharged a potent burst of electricity. Yuh Wenming, skilled in combat, knew better than to engage them directly.

A single misstep could leave him incapacitated on the ground for hours.

He inhaled deeply and implored, "Hear me out. I truly didn't mean it that way. You have to believe me."

His gaze shifted away, feigning ignorance to the situation