"Don't even think about running!" Tang Song growled, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand.
"No! Wait—" In her panic, Anne kicked the bedside table, the lamp thudding as it fell.
With his other hand, Tang Song picked up the tie that had fallen earlier and skillfully wrapped it around her wrists, tying a tight knot.
After completing the task from Su Yu yesterday, his constitution and endurance almost reached 80 points, his physical strength was unbelievably strong, though he had never gone all out.
Even as a fitness enthusiast with abs of steel, Anne was no match for him.
Anne struggled a bit, realizing she couldn't break free, and instead laughed more defiantly: "Never bring a lasso to a dragon fight."
Her voice carried provocation and amusement, as if she didn't think she'd lost.
