Qi Anran was held at knifepoint, and regardless of what the person said, she instinctively responded, "Okay."
Upon realizing the situation, her expression changed slightly. Incredulously, she asked, "You want me to kill Qi Yu?"
Could this person have a grudge against that fool?
With this thought, Qi Anran suddenly felt that the person behind her wasn't so frightening anymore.
After all, the enemy of one's enemy is a friend.
The person withdrew the knife but kept a dagger pressed against her waist, not allowing her to turn around, and said indifferently, "I will help you kill her."
By this time, the maid outside had noticed that the candle inside the room had been extinguished. She knocked on the door and called out, "Miss, shall I come in and light the candle for you?"
Qi Anran felt the blade at her waist push deeper and hastily shouted, "Scram!"
If someone really came in, she feared she might truly be silenced for good.
