She seemed to see her own body also becoming decayed, swarming with countless white, wriggling insects burrowing through her flesh—such terror was too much to bear.
She shook her head vigorously, like a swirling rattle-drum.
The long-haired man chuckled sinisterly, lifting her chin, "I think you should be more obedient, according to my experience, dogs that bark don't bite much, and people who make noise tend to listen well, so I'll start with you."
He then turned to look at Zhang Xiaolan.
"Don't be in such a hurry, beauty. Just watch how your sister and I enjoy ourselves thoroughly. I believe you'll be burning with passion in no time, and perhaps the moment I cut your ropes, you'll strip bare in eagerness."
"And then you'll be all over me, right?"
Following that, he pulled out his switchblade and swiftly cut through the ropes binding Xu Jiao.
Xu Jiao immediately relaxed, but instead of running, she stared fixedly at the long-haired man.
