Mu Yin shook her head, "I don't know, we only have contact through a single channel. They usually contact me or take me to meetings, and I'm just responsible for getting things done."
They clearly believed her, exchanging glances for a few seconds. The Ghost-Faced Man stared at her coldly, "When do they usually contact you?"
Mu Yin secretly took a deep breath and cautiously said, "It's uncertain. Someone from school was supposed to pick me up today, but then you kidnapped me..."
There was a loud, crisp "slap."
Mu Yin's face was struck fiercely by the violent man, causing her head to reel.
Before she could recover, he grabbed her hair, yanking her numb and swollen face up, and barked in desperation, "You bitch, are you blaming us for having easily kidnapped you? Huh?"
"Pah..." Mu Yin, forced to tilt her head back, felt the fury and hatred surge within her like a tidal wave. She stared at him intently and spat blood onto his vicious, twisted face.
