Mi Li stood outside the big room and knocked on the door. She only opened the door when she heard the voice inside.
The man wore a sleeping gown and was lying on a leather sofa. Mi Li couldn't see the man's expression under the obscure lighting, but she could feel the cold and oppressive atmosphere in the room.
She moved forward cautiously.
"Come."
The man called her as though he was calling a little cat.
Mi Li had to go over and bent down, lying on his legs obediently. She calmed her breath and waited for him to speak.
The man touched her neck instinctively. "She hit you?"
"Yes…" Mi Li nodded her head. "She pushed me down the stairs."
The man didn't reply. Mi Li couldn't guess what he was thinking and chose to keep quiet too.
After a while, the man let her go. "Find a chance to bring her to the back. I will let you have a chance to kill her yourself. Do you understand?"
