Ningwan chuckled softly, looking at Zhao Kui with raised eyebrows: "Would you even give me your life?"
"I would. As long as you're with me, I'll give you anything," Zhao Kui said lecherously, approaching Ningwan, unable to resist reaching out to touch her beautiful face.
Wu clenched his fists, about to intervene, but was stopped by a look from Ningwan.
As Zhao Kui drew close and reached out his hand, Ningwan promptly grabbed his wrist.
Zhao Kui was thrilled, but only for three seconds before his wrist went numb suddenly.
Following that, his entire arm went numb, then half of his body, as if paralyzed, slumped to the side.
"Ahhhh, what's happening to me?" Zhao Kui cried out loudly.
His minions, seeing his condition, were also frightened and rushed to support him.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
"My arm is numb, half of my body is numb too, what's going on?"
"Didn't you say you'd even give me your life? So, don't worry, I'm just taking your life," Ningwan said with a smile.
