He tried to undo the belt that was wrapped around his wrist, but Lu Xiaoyou stabbed his thigh with a needle again.
She immediately bound his other hand, and kicked Long Xiliang's numbed leg.
Long Xiliang stepped back a few paces to avoid her, his back hitting the wall. Lu Xiaoyou leapt up, and Long Xiliang heard a "swish!" by his ear!
A decorative katana was placed to his left side, and Lu Xiaoyou drew the sword.
As the cold gleam rushed toward his face, he gazed at Lu Xiaoyou, his heart pounding violently.
The blade pierced into the wall, and the belt restraining Long Xiliang's hands was pressed against the back of the sword...
Standing in front of him, Lu Xiaoyou's lips curled upwards.
Her bold laughter, the red lips stained with Long Xiliang's blood, bloomed like a red lotus, releasing an enticing, bewitching fragrance.
"You can try to break free if you like~" she said sweetly.
