Liu Sanniang said calmly, "Come and sit down. Just extend your hand."
Zhao Anhuai walked towards Liu Sanniang, sat down, and stretched out his hand. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of fair and slender hands. One could tell from his hands that he had been living a luxurious life.
Zhao Anhuai looked at Liu Sanniang and said, "Miss, if you do something against your conscience, you will be punished by the heavens."
Liu Sanniang's expression did not change. She reached out and grabbed Zhao Anhuai's wrist. "It's good that you believe in punishment."
Zhao Anhuai's expression did not change. He slowly exhaled.
Liu Sanniang released her power and wrapped it around Zhao Anhuai. Zhao Anhuai was like an iron wall, hard and impenetrable.
Liu Sanniang was not in a hurry. Her power was not sharp. It was more like a hot spring that could relax people. Jiang Bing's case had inspired her. There were many ways to use one's power.
