Shen Nian crouched in front of Miao Suiping again and spoke.
"To keep you from running your mouth later, I naturally have to do something about it."
"No, I won't say anything! Trust me, I won't say a thing!"
Miao Suiping was genuinely afraid now. Even though Shen Nian hadn't done anything yet, she could feel it. At this very moment, Shen Nian was dangerous. Extremely dangerous!
"Unfortunately, I don't believe a word you say. Some things you just have to do yourself to be certain. For example, making it impossible for you to ever bad-mouth anyone again."
As she spoke, Shen Nian took out the set of silver needles she had previously used to give Miao Changquan acupuncture. She even deliberately pulled one out and waggled it in front of Miao Suiping.
Miao Suiping had a bad feeling the moment she saw Shen Nian take something out. When she saw the silver needle, she was so frightened she thought she might faint.
