"Untie his stuff!" Song Yun ordered.
"Should I untie his clothes too?" Kun San showed no signs of fear, and his words had a certain cheeky tone.
"Enough with the nonsense, or I'll take off your arm first!" Song Yun pulled out a dagger and pressed it against Kun San's waist.
Kun San had no choice but to extend his hand and untie the ropes binding the Queen. While untying, he said, "You two won't be able to escape my camp. Even if you do, in front of my people, you have only one path: death. It's better to heed my advice: submit to me from now on, and I promise not to harm you two. You'll receive very generous treatment. Aren't you in this line of work for money? I have plenty, so as long as you follow me, I'll make sure you have money and women to enjoy for life.
"Whether we can leave is not up to you." Song Yun said, supporting the Queen who had been bound to the plank for a long time.
The Queen's legs were a bit weak, but she quickly adapted with Song Yun's help.
