Ouyang Zhi pushed away the coquettish woman beside him, then stood up and walked over to the iron cage. Squatting down, he revealed a sinister smile, "An Xiaomian, you see for yourself, you don't seem to weigh much in Shangguan Xiu's heart after all. He was so agitated just now, saying he'd chop off his own arm in exchange for you, but look at how much time has passed, and he hasn't shown any reaction at all. I think he's completely given up on you. After all, go out and ask around to see who would be willing to chop off their own arm for someone else."
An Xiaomian, upon hearing this, didn't speak; she just stared at Ouyang Zhi with a vigilant and frightened look.
