"Got the second one!"
The white-dressed girl let out another excited cold laugh, like a hunter enjoying the struggle with a cornered beast.
As her words fell, indeed taking advantage of Yuyan's struggle, another strange plum branch flew from behind to wrap around Yuyan's ankle.
"Let you experience the big windmill too!"
In an instant, Mei laughed lightly, the corner of her brow curving with playful mischief.
As her words fell, Mei gripped the two plum branches with both hands while spinning in the opposite direction with force.
In just a moment, Yuyan with her right hand and left foot bound was also pulled into spinning in the air.
"Hahaha—!"
Mei laughed excitedly.
But not even three seconds later, the smile on her face came to an abrupt halt.
Because in Mei's field of vision, Yuyan who should have been controlled by her limbs and spinning like a big windmill in the air had now forcibly stabilized her posture using spiritual energy.
