"You forgot though," You Xi listened to Yan Qingsi purr, "That there's another way to do this, which is— to grab!"
You Xi's hands shivered. The pain in his body intensified.
Yan Qingsi pinched her chin and looked at You Xi. "Let me tell you that throughout all these years, anything I want, I will get it. You… I haven't played that little game you suggested a long time ago. Do you know what you look like in my eyes?
"You're like a struggling primary school kid. Unluckily for you, You Xi, I have a hundred methods to get rid of you. Furthermore, no one will ever know what I did."
Yan Qingsi's voice was soft and cold. She smiled, but it was a frightful smile. It was like… a warm breeze in spring that contained a thousand sharp knives.
