Her throat pinned firmly in a grip, how could Sun Jie have any chance to speak? She could only struggle to kick her legs. The silver bells rang out in a sharp chime, but the range of motion grew smaller and smaller. The veiled woman's inner qi was as supple as silk, dispersing into all her limbs and bones, every single joint feeling as though it were wrapped hundreds of times over by tough threads. At this moment, Sun Jie's entire body was sluggish and heavy, rendering her like a puppet whose strings had been cut, completely stripped of momentum.
The veiled woman was extremely patient, waiting until Sun Jie's struggles ceased entirely before slightly loosening the clamp on her throat. During this time, she made the beautiful prey in her hands understand that this was not strictly necessary, only that she enjoyed it.
Then, she asked once more, "Is the Jade Cicada in your hands?"
Unexpectedly, Sun Jie began to smile. The contours of her face were deeper than those of ordinary people, and when her smile blossomed, it was like a rich, brilliantly bright flower, dazzling and captivating. One could not tell at all that she was being held by the throat and hoisted right up into the air.
"Big sister has such well-informed news. This slave does indeed have a jade cicada in her hands... But big sister must know that during these days, this slave has lived alone in solitude, seeking out over a dozen robust men to pass the time and relieve her boredom. Who is to say whether one of them might have been to my liking, and had some trinket gifted away to him? That so-called jade cicada might well be among them."
The veiled woman let out an "oh," showing neither anger