Su Ying first brought the woman into the guest room and tied her up before returning to the backyard to store all the fish in her interspatial store.
The woman watched Su Ying leave and then struggled to break free from the rope tying her hands. She rubbed her head on the bed and a small blade fell out of her hair.
She picked up the blade and started cutting the rope binding her wrists quickly.
Su Ying returned to the guest room after putting away the fish.
When the woman heard the noise, she stopped what she was doing. Her round eyes stared at Su Ying in fear as if she was extremely afraid.
"There's no need to struggle in vain. You won't be able to break free from this rope." This was not an ordinary hemp rope. Even if the woman used an ax to chop it, she might not be able to cut it. Otherwise, how could Su Ying leave her all alone in the room with peace of mind?
"Young Master…" The woman called out softly.
