Meng Tian watched Rivers and could not help cursing under his breath. Anxiety gnawed at him as he longed to go and reinforce Ying Zheng. But with Rivers keeping him pinned down, he simply could not break away.
This only made Meng Tian increasingly impatient. He had never encountered an opponent like this before. Countless times he had fought in battles, big and small, but this was his first time facing someone of this sort. Slippery as an eel, impossible to catch, and refusing to engage in a proper fight. It left Meng Tian with the frustrating sensation of punching a pile of cotton.
Yet he was forced to play along with this game of tag.
Chapter 645