The man's hand was trembling as he turned his head, fearfully asking, "She... she won't die, will she?"
"Didn't you know what you were doing yourself?"
Mu Jingxi's glance was indifferent, and the man's legs went weak, causing him to collapse to the ground. They were only doing this for some money.
There was never an intention to kill.
"Husband," Qiao An called out to him, and Mu Jingxi turned back to her side, "Where does it hurt?"
"I'm fine." Her eyes shimmered with amusement; those snakes were prepared for her by Lai Qinghuan.
Why not let her taste it herself now?
Lai Qinghuan struggled to breathe and, upon lifting her gaze, saw Qiao An's sinister smile.
"You..."
"I think these snakes suit you quite well," Qiao An said with a wave of her hand, "Take her inside to experience it firsthand."
"Yes, Madam."
The guards quickly lifted Lai Qinghuan, ignoring her screams, and were about to throw her into the glass box.
"Stop! Don't!"
