Wei Shiran teased Li Rao, "Why the long face? How about a smile?"
Li Rao, expressionless, extended her hand and simply demanded, "Knife."
Without a word, Lu Zhanying really did produce a knife.
Song Yan was startled. No way, really?
It surely hadn't come to this!
Song Yan urged, "Wei Shiran, you'd better hand over the key quick! My friend here doesn't play; she's ruthless to anyone once she's riled up. Do you still want to keep your hand or what!"
Wei Shiran watched as Song Yan said this while handing the knife over to Li Rao, his lips twitching fiercely.
Was she trying to get him killed faster?
Not only did she not try to stop it, but she also passed the knife over.
Li Rao took the dagger and skillfully twirled it in her hand, eventually gripping it and making a motion towards his hand.
