"Miss are you okay– "
"Shh, I'm okay, don't worry," Lai Jiayi whispered. "They're coming here. Lower your voice."
Lai Jiayi immediately spread her legs a bit in her lotus position to cover the broken handcuff behind.
The girl still pretended that she was tied up so that she could strike at the right time.
[Yaya, take out my metal button. Place it on my palm,] She whispered in her mind.
Yaya immediately did so, and right after, Lai Jiayi spoke again, [Hide behind Zhao Yun's clothes.]
[Eh, quack? But you– ]
[Being with me is too dangerous. Quick!] Lai Jiayi urged. She heard the footsteps were getting louder.
Yaya obeyed and snuck inside Zhao Yun's clothes. [Done!] He reported right after.
Lai Jiayi smiled faintly as a reply and then whispered to Zhao Yun, "Zhao Yun, you still have the silver needle, right?"
The one he used to test the poison.
