Then, the remaining red threads, like soldiers constantly fighting, extended downward like lightning, directly threading from left to right below the head to form a hard line, gradually creating a square shoulder.
Afterward, at the shoulders, the red threads extended from them again, heading downward, intertwining with each other as if plucking harp strings, gradually forming a pair of hands, with ten slender, white fingers entwined.
From below the heart as the center, extending all the way downward, the red threads, like a master who has experienced countless carvings, repeatedly interweave and tightly entwine, every move bearing an artistic sense, as if sculpting a perfect artwork, meticulously outlining a pair of long, robust lines seemingly containing endless explosive power.
