The subordinates breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Xizhou entered the car and slammed the door shut. The Blonde Lady said menacingly, "I don't care who you are, you'd better let us go now, or you'll regret it."
Lu Xizhou looked at her nonchalantly and, unbeknownst to her, he was holding a dagger. The Blonde Lady wasn't afraid at all and just stared at him, "Don't try to scare people like this, we aren't intimidated by such tactics."
Lu Xizhou responded, "Not intimidated by this tactic? There must be one you do respond to, though."
Suddenly, Lu Xizhou slashed down with the dagger, the sharp blade barely cutting into the woman's carotid artery, just a bit, not enough to kill but enough to cause continuous bleeding.
The woman's expression turned cold, not expecting Lu Xizhou to do such a thing. She dared not speak loudly because the cut was skillfully made, rendering her unable to move, effectively shackled.
Hate twisted her face.
