Xing Jiuan opened her mouth to stop him. She moved somewhere casually, and a layer of glass suddenly appeared on the window. It couldn't be pushed open no matter what.
The man was already an arrow at the end of his flight and did not have the strength to push.
"There are two layers of glass there. He can't jump down," Xing Jiuan explained.
"If he dies like this, it'll be letting him off too easily," Uncle-Master said coldly. He walked over and made a complicated gesture. The man suddenly went limp.
"This way, he can't kill himself." Uncle-Master snorted.
Xing Jiuan: "!!!"
Was this an expert?!!
From the looks of it, she felt that her master and Uncle-Master seemed to have some similarities.
At times, they felt especially… childish.
She was a junior. It was not good to call an elder childish!
Xing Jiuan seemed to be able to see the despair in the man's small, turbid eyes.
