"Nan Yu, are you okay?" Jian Si was concerned.
"I'm fine, I'm hanging by my hands, not my neck." Nan Yu shouted, "You can turn on the lights now."
Nan Zhan turned on the lights, and everyone saw Nan Yu hanging from the rope, supporting his body in mid-air with his arms.
"Did this officer hang himself up there?" someone curiously asked.
"No," Nan Yu said. "I stepped onto the table voluntarily but I didn't hang myself up there."
"Then, how did you get up there?"
