
Tough bandages wrapped Baisu's hands from the outside and encased them together. As the bandage tightened to its limit, the gelatinous ball in Baisu's palm was pinched. The viscous liquid in the gelatinous ball gushed out and quickly solidified, setting Baisu's hands in a shape that looked as beautiful as amber. From the outside, Bai Su's hands were no longer fingers, but a pair of soft meatballs that had been sealed. In this way, Bai Su's hands could only remain in a half-clenched fist position forever, unable to even grasp, unable to make any resistance.



