Five minutes later!
"Now, let's resume…" Wang Xiao muttered, setting Zhenxi down as she finally let go.
He turned back to Elizabeth—her blonde hair tousled, blue eyes wide with terror—bound to the wall like a bird in a trap, her beauty only intensifying the fear in her gaze.
Soft footsteps sounded as Wang Mei entered, her presence calm yet striking, like the pause before thunder. Clad in deep blue robes that set off her dark hair, she reached quietly for Zhenxi, hoping to pull her away, but the girl slipped behind Wang Xiao, curiosity glinting in her eyes.
Wang Mei gave him a chiding look, as if to say, Must you show her things like this?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
With a flick of his wrist, a set of sleek, meter-long needles appeared behind him, floating like sharp petals. Elizabeth's eyes went wide, her muffled screams caught behind the tape, while Wang Mei instinctively drew Zhenxi closer, her gaze flickering with unease.
