Although Bai Xiaotian had a strong will, this was no longer the time for him to stubbornly refuse. That itchy, numb sensation from earlier—someone ten times tougher than him would still have dropped to their knees and called someone dad. So he might as well honestly do as Chen Mo said. At least it would make him feel more comfortable. Even if he died in the end, he would suffer a little less, wouldn't he?
He looked over his body and found that he could not move his lower half at all. He was deeply impressed by Chen Mo's method of controlling people. Yes, impressed. He had never expected a Cambodian native to be so proficient in the study of Meridians and acupoints, able to control another person's Meridians with a casual gesture. Even some high-level Martial Artists back home did not possess such ability.
Even the Clan Leader of his family had not been able to control another person's acupoints and Meridians so precisely when he drove Bai Xiaotian away.
"I need to stand up and get the information for you." Bai Xiaotian shifted his upper body and spoke to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo nodded and casually removed the Restriction on him, allowing him to move freely.
After getting to his feet, Bai Xiaotian walked into another room. From a fairly hidden corner, he took out a rather thick paper bag. Then he turned around and returned to the room where Chen Mo was waiting.
"Aren't you afraid I'll run away?" Bai Xiaotian was somewhat surprised that Chen Mo had simply sat there waiting for him.
"Heh! Would you leave? Besides, do you think you could escape from me?" Chen Mo asked.
Bai Xiaotian did not answer. Instead, he handed the paper bag to Chen Mo. "This is all