Mù Qiānxún's brain was working rapidly. The fact that all these people were here implied that Lin You had managed to escape.
With Lin You's wits, surely she would go for help.
What she needed to do now was to stall for time.
Mù Qiānxún leaned casually against the wall behind her, a lazy smile on her face. At this moment, the bright moon finally deigned to emerge from the dark clouds, its silver luminescence casting down through the parting clouds, bathing her face in ethereal light.
A faint smile graced Mù Qiānxún's face.
"Seems like I can't run away anymore..."
She said, her face a picture of regret.
Wang Quan stepped out from the crowd, his face so gloomy he resembled a devil, "If you had just given in earlier, you might not have had to suffer. But now, I'm going to make you beg for death!"
Mù Qiānxún patted her chest lightly, "Don't scare me, I frighten easily. I'm scared!"
Wang Quan was itching to kill Mù Qiānxún where she stood.
