However, that person did not use any toxic smoke or try to poison him. Instead, she walked to his bedside. Shortly after, he heard the sound of tearing. Qi Su could no longer restrain himself and opened his eyes, then looked at the young lady standing by his bed.
Currently, her complexion was pale as before, while her clothing had been torn, with two lumps of meat appearing before his sight.
"Jian An, what are you thinking of doing?" Qi Su laughed grimly. "Seduction? Unfortunately, this is useless. To me, there is no difference between your body and the bones of the dead."
"Young master Qi Su, I'm sorry. I have been forced to my wit's end." Jian An's face was wretched. "If you were willing to help, I wouldn't have been forced to this extent!"
