When Jian Dan woke up, she found herself tied to a stone pillar. She struggled for a moment and realized the bindings were quite tight; it seemed impossible to break free.
Jian Dan turned her gaze toward the person sitting in front of her...
However, there wasn't a trace of fear on Jian Dan's face, but rather, she looked as if she was watching an entertaining show.
"In such a situation, you can actually manage to laugh?" Tan Anqi stood up, walked over to Jian Dan, and waved a sharp dagger in front of her eyes.
"If I don't laugh, should I cry instead?" Jian Dan asked, smiling.
"Shouldn't you be crying in such a scene? And not just crying, but wailing bitterly, begging me for mercy and pleading for your release!"
"Heh," Jian Dan snorted coldly, "I? I will definitely not beg you for mercy. However, whether you'll beg me for mercy later, that's not so certain!" Jian Dan said elegantly, smiling without any sign of worry.
