"Given the current situation, I believe you should understand that Sister Jin can no longer be relied upon. So you should still go there! It will only benefit you, not harm you."
Seeing that she still remained seated, Xiao Yu walked over and somewhat forcefully grasped her arm, trying to help her up.
Su Qiao almost failed to restrain herself and nearly crushed her wrist with her other hand.
She sneered inwardly. Since you want me to go so badly, then I'll go take a look.
Host, I'll go scout out the situation.
A moment later, just as Xiao Yu was helping Su Qiao up the spiral staircase, she heard 444's slightly hurried voice.
Bad news. Something happened. Yu Old Four is dead. He was spitting blood, and his lips were purplish-black. He was probably poisoned. Tang Meina is the only one in the room, and she's anxiously pacing back and forth.
You can't go. Since she's calling you over now, it definitely isn't for anything good. She either wants to frame you or drag you into this.
"I understand."
Su Qiao knew that going over at a time like this would definitely bring trouble upon herself. However, she was already on the stairs. Turning back now would instead seem rather conspicuous.
After pondering for a moment, she quietly took a needle from her space, pricked her finger, and then flicked the blood that seeped out onto Xiao Yu.
Once there was enough, she put the needle away and silently wiped the blood from her finger.
When she stepped onto the landing at the entrance to the third-floor staircase, she caught sight of several thugs guarding the corridor and suddenly asked in puzzlement, "Huh? Why do you smell of blood? Are you injured somewhere?"
The moment she said this, the