Xie Ning told her uncle to drag the four grunting pigs into the house, her gaze fixed coldly on Ji Taixian.
The man shivered, then stepped forward to help up Wang Zongxuan, who was curled up on the ground. He obediently walked into the house under Xie Ning's cold stare.
After helping Wang Zongxuan to a nearby stool, Ji Taixian swiftly lifted his shirt.
But just as he started to lift it, a sharp metal spike was pressed against his temple.
"What are you doing?" The girl's icy voice rang in his ear, making the young man shiver.
"I-I'm, I'm taking off my clothes."
"What are you taking your clothes off for?" the uncle beside him yelled this time.
'He's holding a thick hemp rope, as if he's ready to loop it around my neck and strangle me at any second…'
"T-taking off my clothes to get... get stuff." Ji Taixian was on the verge of tears. He truly meant no harm, not one bit.
"Get what stuff?" Song Youzhi barked viciously at Ji Taixian.
