With that thought, Gu Qingqing stretched out her hand, and the Mixed Immortal Silk flew out, wrapping around the boss's neck just like it had with the black-clad man earlier. She applied a little force, and the boss lost his breath in his sleep.
"What about this woman?" Gu Qingqing looked at the woman pinned under the boss and furrowed her brows, feeling a bit troubled.
Jun Wu also furrowed his brows, pondering how to handle the woman. They couldn't determine the relationship between the boss and the woman, nor whether she was aware of what the boss had been doing. If she wasn't an accomplice, then she was innocent, leaving him equally troubled.
"I see that her cultivation isn't high. Even if she is with the boss, she's probably not an important figure. Why don't we just throw her outside? The boss is dead now. If she's not with him, then she's free. If she is, without the boss, she won't be much of a threat," Gu Qingqing suggested after thinking for a while, frowning.
