Lu Yu looked at the little remaining piece of binding rope in his hand with a bit of helplessness. It seemed there was no way to get the luck card from the wooden figure like this.
Now the only chance was Luo Heng. He was incredibly close to the wooden figure, but he was also the one with the least opportunity.
Because the wooden figure was staring directly at him, if he dared to move a tiny bit, the wooden figure would twist his neck and send him into a death cell.
The destruction of the binding rope affected not Lu Yu the most but Luo Heng. At the moment the binding rope exploded, he almost couldn't control himself.
Lu Yu had sent him to this damned place, and now he could only rely on the binding rope to have a chance to escape from here.
As a result, his only hope was blown up by Lu Yu, and Luo Heng's mentality was on the brink of explosion. Being able to stay calm and still was already very impressive.
