Tang Shaoyang held a man's neck, putting him in the air. A few black roots were piercing the man's back, and white branches on his arms and thighs. He finally found out what those white trees did.
He could not get a clear detail since there was no way his enemy would tell him what the white branches did. But it had a clear effect; whoever was pierced by it would be weakened. It was hard to tell at first, but he could feel it over time.
That was the reason why the man in his hand could not struggle. The man was gripping his right hand tightly, trying to break free, but it was like a child trying to escape an adult's grasp.
"This will not end with us! You will also pay the price for attacking us! The Ten Stars Accord will not stay still when one of them is attacked by a ruffian like you!" The man screamed at the top of his lungs.
