Wu darted left and right within the enormous web woven from countless newspapers, and blade after blade slashed into it. Clearly, it wouldn't be able to hold him for long.
What truly worried him were the two people outside, Jiang Cheng and the Fatty. Facing Newspaper Man, they were nothing but lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
But Newspaper Man merely straightened up, holding the boy in one arm and keeping him comfortably positioned so he could continue sleeping. Then he raised his terrifying face and looked toward Wu, who was about to break free in midair. "Impressive. You're even stronger than I expected. This underhanded tactic was beneath me, but I don't have much time left. I mean no harm. If you read the words on the newspapers, you should understand."
Perhaps Newspaper Man's words had worked, because Wu stopped struggling inside the web. Golden characters appeared on the countless joined sheets of newspaper. Unfortunately, from Jiang Cheng and the Fatty's perspective, they looked like indecipherable scrawls. Jiang Cheng had a strange feeling about them. He was certain they had something to do with him.
The truth was so close, yet beyond his reach. The feeling was excruciating.
As the golden light flickered, it seemed as though a world had formed within the web, with the sun and moon taking turns in the sky and the seas transforming into fields. Jiang Cheng couldn't describe how it felt. Only a brief moment passed outside, but inside, it seemed as though a thousand years had gone by.
Fortunately, the next second, a blade thrust out from the giant web of newspapers and slashed downward. A huge hole split open in the web, as though a seal had been broken. Countless newspapers scattered and filled the air, while Wu landed on the ground