What Attribute?

The middle-aged woman slowly came to. Before she could open her eyes, she felt a cold object pressed across her neck.

Her mouth moved, just as she was about to scream, but she discovered... her mouth had been taped shut.

Qu Jianlei could sense the abnormal shifts in her brainwaves, not to mention that he could see her eyeballs moving beneath her eyelids.

He gave a soft snort. "If you have any last words, nod twice. Otherwise, I won't wait."

He had no interest in warning her not to make any loud noises... If she could not even read the situation, then she deserved to die.

The woman's body stiffened slightly. She slowly nodded twice, then opened her eyes.

One look at her clear pupils was enough to tell that she was truly quite young.

Qu Jianlei put away the short dagger, clamped his right hand around the woman's neck, and slowly peeled the tape from her mouth with his left.

"My time is limited. Who sent you?"

The woman twisted her neck slightly and found that his grip was unbelievably strong. She decisively gave up struggling.

With her vocal cords compressed, her voice came out dry and broken. "No one. I just wanted to rob some money to buy food."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Qu Jianlei's mouth. "I'll allow you to reconsider your wording."

"That's what happened," the woman replied calmly, looking at him with an open gaze. "You must have noticed that I don't have an identity card."

Qu Jianlei laughed disdainfully. "What robber takes an identity card with them when going out?"

The woman froze at that, then spoke dejectedly. "Then I have no other way to prove it."

"Then die," Qu Jianlei muttered softly, beginning to slowly tighten his grip.

The woman