Hao Rong, after all, is already in his teens, and neither speed nor strength can be compared to little Luo Yirui. When you are young, even a one-year difference in strength is noticeable!
So when Hao Rong grabbed Luo Yirui's wrist, Luo Yirui only then reacted. Feeling the power on his wrist, his gaze turned cold, and his other hand reached out to grab Hao Rong's wrist.
Seeing this, Hao Rong was about to sneer, thinking, "You think you can pry open my hand?" But before the words could leave his mouth, his hand unknowingly released Luo Yirui's wrist, and his arm suddenly hung down limp. The entire arm was already numb!
Hao Rong turned pale with fright, hurriedly using his other hand to feel his arm, pinching and twisting it with no sensation. Now Hao Rong was truly terrified; would he need amputation?
"What, what did you do?" Hao Rong trembled as he spoke.
