Hu Xiaotian said, "What the hell does that have to do with me? Those seven Crimson Sun Yin-Burning Pills weren't meant to deal with you. Didn't every last one end up in my stomach? But what exactly happened that night? Could you tell me?" He had already vaguely guessed what had happened, but had no way to confirm it. His real purpose in asking was to watch Wen Ya's reaction.
When Wen Ya heard him ask about that night, a faint blush actually rose on her lovely face. Then embarrassment turned to anger, and she demanded sharply, "Tell me honestly. Did Ji Feihua give you the Crimson Sun Yin-Burning Pills?"
Hu Xiaotian said, "Tell me what happened that night first, and then I'll tell you."
Wen Ya said, "Do you really think I can't do anything to you if you refuse to talk?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "At the moment, it certainly looks that way. If you can catch me, I might consider telling you a few things."
Wen Ya nodded, then suddenly turned and left. Hu Xiaotian immediately remembered something: Tang Qingxuan was still outside. Fuck! How could I overlook something so important? Wen Ya's voice drifted back from afar, sounding impossibly distant. "If you won't talk, I'll turn that girl into a dried corpse right now."
Hu Xiaotian hastily cried, "Wait! Come at me if you've got the guts!"
Just then, he heard Tang Qingxuan scream. Looking up, he saw that Wen Ya had already brought her over in that brief span of time. Tang Qingxuan's acupoints had been sealed, leaving her entirely at Wen Ya's mercy. Her beautiful eyes stared at Hu Xiaotian in terror.
Hu Xiaotian had expected her to cry for help, but instead Tang Qingxuan shouted, "Hu Xiaotian, go! Forget about me! Hurry and leave!"