Han Bing gave Qin Long a flirtatious look, as if to say they were both in on the secret. Upon hearing her story, Qin Long's brow furrowed.
"You have no idea how explosive that scene was. The girl had an incredible figure."
"But that little bitch actually pulled out a dagger and stabbed me, wounding my back."
"It was only later that I found out she had Gu Poison in her blood."
"Damn it, Young Master Qin, don't you think I'm just incredibly unlucky?" As she spoke, the diamond bracelet on her wrist jingled, and she took a hard swallow of tea. To her, such a wicked and immoral act was perfectly normal; she certainly felt no guilt.
Soon, she felt an invisible, oppressive force bearing down on her. Han Bing finally looked up and eyed Qin Long cautiously. His eyes appeared calm on the surface, but underneath, they churned like a turbulent sea.
