The two of them did not expect the honorable 'Dungeon' City Lord would slide under the table shamelessly, catching them off guard for half a second. Yet, this brief moment was enough for Lao Jiu to seize an advantage.
A hand already grasped one man's ankle from behind, its icy fingers like a zombie from the grave. The man standing on the table was startled, realizing it was too late to pull back his left foot.
The five fingers on the ankle tightened with the strength of steel claws, firmly digging into the flesh. In pain, the man flipped his body, raising his weapon to chop at the wrist clutching his ankle.
