Jiang Zifeng observed for a moment before saying, "I estimate that as soon as we take the prop, these lines will quickly regenerate, and by then, it will be even harder for us to leave... Anyway, there's no way I'm crawling out of here."
The line walls neatly encased them, leaving a path below that was just over a meter high. It was clear nobody could walk out of it upright.
"I said this kind of person is petty, definitely doing this on purpose to make us suffer." Jiang Zifeng complained, "If the goal was to kill us, they might as well block us to death with the line walls. Why bother leaving an opening?"
He grabbed the guillotine he had used the night before and jabbed it out through the tent window.
The result? The lines were astonishingly flexible and didn't break. Not only that, but the guillotine had three shallow grooves etched into it.
