Qin Youbei thought about breaking free from his grip, but the disparity in strength between men and women, compounded by the fact that Gu Xiao was a trained fighter, meant she stood no chance against him.
He spoke with a soft chuckle, "Little liar."
Qin Youbei's face flushed, and she clenched her teeth.
It was obvious that she didn't want to submit, but she couldn't resist, and yet, she might succeed in deceiving him.
Qin Youbei was unsteady on her feet.
She felt as if she was falling into the sea.
The water surged wildly, tossing and turning her around, hitting her from all directions; she couldn't orient herself, grasp where the power came from, or even tell which direction was which.
Her mind was a blur; the only clarity was in one place, and she could vividly feel its enormousness, swelling and stretching without restraint.
It was a maddening pain, an unbearable torment.
Yet she was unable to refuse.
