Baili Xia thought her silver needle would definitely hit Mu Xiaojiu.
She had even planned ahead, thinking she should first remove the needle from his arm afterward.
If she were really to hurt him, she ultimately couldn't bear to.
But unexpectedly, the Uncle who had been walking toward her just moments ago suddenly vanished without a trace.
She truly couldn't see him anymore!
It wasn't a hallucination, nor was there something wrong with her mind. It was that… Uncle had truly disappeared in a turn.
The silver needle flew out, landing with a thud on the armrest of a small sofa not far away.
Baili Xia hadn't even had time to react when suddenly, with a snap sound, the lights in the room went completely dark.
A gust of wind swept past her neck, and she instinctively struck toward her left side with a palm.
Thinking it would be easy for him to dodge, she was surprised that he didn't dodge at all.
The palm landed on his chest with a resounding slap.
