This was a situation Chu He found absolutely unacceptable.
He was trying to leverage the situation, forcing Chu He to hold back for fear of collateral damage and preventing him from making any reckless moves.
Chu He was oblivious to the Hand-Head's intricate and sinister calculations.
He offered no verbal reply, letting his actions serve as his answer.
Chu He raised his hand slightly. With a light tap of his long, powerful finger,
a mysterious power was instantly injected into the air,
stirring it with subtle and bizarre ripples.
These were no ordinary ripples on the surface of water.
They were an emerald green, a luscious, vibrant color brimming with life,
like the tenderest blades of spring grass shimmering in the morning sun.
This surge of vibrant green, filled with Life Force, radiated from Chu He's finger.
It spread rapidly outward as if it had a life of its own.
It spread like the waves from a pebble dropped into a placid lake,
