Si Yuting took a few steps towards Qu Tong and only relaxed after confirming that Qu Tong was unharmed.
Filling in for the Empress's position, he wrapped Qu Tong's hand in his palm, slightly bent his body, "Just a spiritual power test, no blood draw, do you want to test it?"
It was merely an inquiry, leaving the decision in Qu Tong's hands without exerting any pressure.
Qu Tong blinked her eyes, "Mother said I can opt out."
"Alright, then we won't test."
Si Yuting took Qu Tong's hand and, ignoring the guards' attempts to stop him from Si Xian, promptly prepared to lead her away.
As they reached the doorway, Qu Tong suddenly halted.
Turning around, she curled her lips, raised her hand, and twisted her wrist.
A tangible needle of spiritual power shot forth.
Although only the size of a chopstick, the pure spiritual power it contained had a palpable menacing force from afar.
