Of course, even if she didn't let her guard down, if her captors truly intended to act, she would still be unable to resist.
I can't contact Master… A look of resolve flashed in Ning Xiaoyu's eyes. Her adversaries were after Master; contacting him to save her would mean falling right into their trap. She wondered how Si Nanyan and Feng Ruoli were faring. Were they captured like her, or had they managed to avoid trouble for the time being? Anxiety flickered in Ning Xiaoyu's eyes.
PATTER, PATTER, PATTER.
Before she could ponder further, the sound of footsteps approached, and two figures appeared before her. Simultaneously, a brazen gaze settled upon her.
"Xiao Tian, what have you done? You're just tipping them off," a somewhat displeased voice said, clearly dissatisfied with Ning Xiaoyu being brought here.
"Mr. Yang, you know my current situation. There's just no time," another voice, urgent yet tinged with madness, replied.
