Chapter 1 (2/2)

Ning Xuemo lightly curved the corner of her mouth. ‘As expected, this trick is still efficacious.’ After all, she was the secret service’s old-timer and not some phoney. When she got somewhat furious, they would automatically become well-behaved like little chicks.

‘EH?! Something is wrong!’ Her voice…

How come her voice was awfully hoarse? Her throat was painfully burning as if she just swallowed half a kilogram of sand.

“She’s alive!”

“She wasn’t dead! Unexpectedly, that slut didn’t die!”

“Oh! It looks like even this bitch is reluctant to die.”

“So, she can still curse people! Who does she think she is, huh?!”

“…” All of a sudden, the quiet surroundings started hurling insults.

Ning Xuemo’s body stiffened. Finally, she opened her eyes and slowly lifted her head. She remained calm and collected while sweeping a look all around her. In the blink of an eye, she already understood her unfavorable situation.

In the hot weather, her cage was surrounded by three rows of people enjoying to watch the bustling scene. These people were dressed like commoners that could be seen in whichever historical drama on television. Every one of their face was filled with excitement at the possibility of enjoying a good show like they were on steroids.

She was like a monkey in a zoo, captive in a burning hot iron cage, surrounded and watched by these people.

‘What is going on?’ She clearly was sleeping at home. How did she arrive to this place when she open her eyes?

Ning Xuemo was somewhat dumbfounded as she kept looking at her surroundings. She couldn’t help but raised her hand to massage her head and, then, felt the sticky blood.

Her vision abruptly focused on her small hand.

Her hand was very small, pale and delicate with thin callus inside the palm. Her fingernails appeared to have an unhealthy light blue-colored.