Su Ying pulled off the hairpin on her head and dashed over, hitting squarely the hand that was holding the sword.
"Argh!"
The other party's palm was pierced right through by the hairpin. He turned his head and his eyes widened when he saw Su Ying. He turned around and tried to escape through the window, but with a flash, Su Ying's body darted forward and she quickly grabbed his leg and yanked his whole body back!
"Argh!"
The man gave a muffled grunt as he crashed heavily to the ground. He tried to get up, but Su Ying stomped on his back and turned to look at Zhou Qing. "You guys are in cahoots?"
Zhou Qing looked at the man on the ground, then at Su Ying, and didn't reply for a while.
Su Ying pulled the man up by his lapels and dragged him into another room.
Countless thoughts flashed through the man's mind as he looked at Su Ying. It was as if he was weighing something.
"Who are you?" Su Ying asked bluntly.
