"Grandpa Chu, save me..." Mu Yin struggled and shouted loudly.
Chu Xueying was indeed frightened and hurried over, clamping her mouth shut and cursing at her with bared teeth, "Slut, courting death, gag her mouth for me."
Although the old Chu Master was in the villa next door, it was hard not to hear such loud screaming in the deep of night.
This time her legs were also tripped, and Mu Yin could not move. Her jaws ached from being pinched, and in anger, she bit down hard on Chu Xueying's fingers.
"Ah..." Chu Xueying screamed in pain.
However, Mu Yin used all her strength and refused to let go until the bodyguards behind her managed to pry her mouth open, and only then was Chu Xueying's bloodied finger pulled out.
"Let me go, or I won't let you off even if I become a ghost," Mu Yin's eyes were red as blood, staring at them fiercely, the malevolent aura around her surging.
Even the bodyguards, who had seen much, were shaken.
