"What do you mean by this?"
The woman, with an appearance of grievous distress, took several steps backward, her posture radiating utter aggrievement at a glance.
Chen Yu, however, paid no heed to that, stepping forward directly to grasp the woman's wrist.
"Do I need to spell it out more clearly for you? Let's set aside those lives lost in the cemetery for a moment. Just for poisoning the soup you gave me just now, I can have you arrested."
The woman's eyes suddenly darkened, and before Chen Yu could react, her other hand reached towards her waist.
But all her movements were fully recorded by the system, presented vividly in Chen Yu's mind.
By the time she made her move, Chen Yu had already caught her other hand and wrested the knife from her grip.
"Those were some pretty practiced moves! You must be a professional assassin."
