"What effect?" Jin Zhimei was still a bit confused.
"Haha, didn't you just guess it?" Horses' Fortune smiled serenely.
"What, you, you actually dare... you, what exactly do you want to do?" Jin Zhimei's face changed drastically.
Horses' Fortune swirled the wine glass in his hand, slowly walking toward Jin Zhimei.
With a wicked grin, he said, "Do you even need to ask?!"
"You, you don't even know where my sister is!" Jin Zhimei gritted her teeth, her face turning grim.
"Wrong, I actually do know!" Horses' Fortune clapped his hands.
In no time, a woman in her fifties walked out of a room, leading a chain.
And at the end of the chain was... a girl!
The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen, her expression vacant and face wooden.
She crawled on the ground like a dog.
"Jin Xiumei!" Seeing the girl, Jin Zhimei immediately shouted at her.
Unfortunately, the girl only crawled forward mechanically, seemingly unable to hear Jin Zhimei's cries.
