"Attack!"
"Follow the Stronghold Master's orders and tie him up!"
"I'll do it. I, Master Tortoise Shell, am best at tying people up. They call me Black Wind Stronghold's number one inheritor of the Stronghold Master's Man-Binder technique, and my Jianghu nickname is the Immortal-Binding Rope. Back then, I even helped tie up the Stronghold Master's Demon Dragon and Fire Qilin."
Before Fire King Zu Jindian could lead his men forward, a group of Black Wind Stronghold players sprang out from nowhere and pounced like wolves and tigers at the balding Fist God. One of them had even prepared a clanking chain long ago, apparently his special weapon, and rushed up to start tying him up.
Fire King Zu Jindian and the others could not help stopping. They all knew that the Otherworlders were incredibly enthusiastic when it came to getting things done, but seeing the noisy scene of people scrambling to capture someone, they exchanged looks, intimidated by the many titles and achievements the other side had boasted of.
"They've even made tying someone up into a whole craft? Does the Stronghold Master really have a peerless skill called Man-Binder? Our stronghold truly is brimming with talent."
"Let them handle it. Even if something goes wrong later, these Otherworlders can take the blame."
"That way of thinking won't do. The Stronghold Master gave the task to us. If something really goes wrong, none of us will get off easy. Still, this man looks somewhat familiar."
Fire King Zu Jindian and the others stepped closer together. Looking at Fist God, who had already been bound in chains like a tortoise-shell tie, they found the arrangement rather distinctive. Yet his powerful muscles bulged under the excessively tight bindings, making for a truly eye-searing sight.
Master Tortoise Shell, the player in charge