"So, after I came to you, you treated me this way?"
Wang Qi looked at the Chen Feng in front of him, full of disbelief.
"This is for your own good." Chen Feng calmly flipped through a book on his lap, even leisurely biting into a Red Pear from the coffee table beside him.
Wang Qi didn't expect that upon relying on this place, he would be trapped in this room by Chen Feng's strange illusion technique.
Wang Qi was about to jump up: "You... hurry up and release me!"
"I'm doing this for your own good!"
Wang Qi took a deep sigh, then walked up to Chen Feng and struck out with his palm.
Chen Feng raised his arm to block Wang Qi's palm: "What are you doing?"
"All you say is 'It's for your own good,' mechanically. I just want to test whether this you in front of me is also an illusion." Wang Qi carefully examined his surroundings.
