The white-bearded old man frowned as he crossed the street.
"What do you mean by forced confession?" he asked the white man again.
The white-bearded old man shook his head, "This ban is too strong. Even if we sew our hands together and try to break it, it won't be that easy!"
"Now is the fastest time, although we must make a decision quickly!"
The tremor under his feet grew more intense, and the white-haired old man sometimes scratched his anxiety.
The white-bearded old man suddenly conveyed to Ao Cangsheng in a mental vortex.
Ao Cangsheng also heard the conversation between the two old men. Now, a white-bearded old man joined him, breaking the ban, and he couldn't help but frown.
He wasn't worried that the ban couldn't be broken. Based on his previous experiences, he had already broken the ban. He believed the time would be reduced to half an hour.
Even so, it would still take at least a few hours to break the ban, even if he stitched up a white-bearded old man.
