Yun Ya aimed a kick towards the man's groin, but the man, a martial artist, easily caught Yun Ya's ankle in his hand and said with a leering smile, "What a nice leg, I could play with it for a year..., mmm... it smells so sweet."
Yun Ya felt a sickening urge to vomit deep inside. Her ankle was caught, and she couldn't pull it back, which made her involuntarily shiver.
She touched the gourd pendant around her neck with one hand and chuckled seductively. Her eyes instantly became bewitching, captivating the man into a daze.
"Alright, if you let me go, I'll play with you, how about that?"
Her voice was indeed charming and melodious, sending a tingling sensation through one's heart.
The man unconsciously let go, and Yun Ya gracefully withdrew her foot, then approached the man with a feline gait.
"Who sent you? Since I won't live much longer anyway, why not tell me the truth and let me die knowing, how about that?"
