When Honeysuckle's body hit the wall with a muffled thud, it shook a few times due to the impact of the force. Lin Sanjiu could feel his blood and muscles shifting under her palm. Lin Sanjiu tightened the grip on the man's throat. Fire was almost spewing from her amber eyes. "Was it you? Did you contact Puppeteer's dogs?!"
Honeysuckle was pinned to the wall. His legs were dangling above the floor and he was making gasping sounds as he struggled to breathe. His face quickly turned red.
Even though they had moved to a secluded corner, Lin Sanjiu was still worried that others would take notice. She looked around and finally loosened her grip.
Oxygen rushed into Honeysuckle's lungs. He took a noisy deep breath and spluttered as he proclaimed his innocence, "No. It wasn't me. Don't you know me? I don't have anything with me. You mentioned Pu… Puppeteer…"
