"Who's there?"
Hu Liena's delicate brows furrowed slightly, her gaze sharp as a hawk's as she scanned her surroundings.
"Knowing too much won't do you any good!"
A low, cold voice echoed through the air, like the north wind in the depths of winter, piercing and merciless.
The voice had barely faded when the women felt a sharp pain in their backs. Then darkness swallowed their consciousness, and they all fell unconscious.
A dark figure silently swept through the darkness like a phantom.
The figure approached Zhu Zhuqing swiftly and deftly, then gently hoisted her onto one shoulder.
Then the dark figure vanished into the night with Zhu Zhuqing, as though never having appeared at all.
Half an hour later, in the Star Luo Empire.
When Zhu Zhuqing awoke, she found herself tightly bound to a bed. All four limbs were securely tied, leaving her unable to move, without even a shred of strength to struggle.
An unprecedented fear surged within her, like an icy tide drowning her in endless darkness.
She looked around, trying to find some glimmer of hope for escape.
Yet the room seemed to have been carefully prepared. Apart from herself and the bed, there was nothing else.
Then a fierce urge to fight back rose within Zhu Zhuqing.
She tried to summon the Soul Power within her, hoping to sever the ropes binding her in one stroke.
To her horror, however, she discovered that her Soul Power seemed to have frozen solid. She could neither let it flow freely nor control it.
She could only struggle with brute strength.
"Stop struggling. These ropes are made from a special material!"
A mocking voice rang out in the quiet room, breaking the suffocating silence.
Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, her pupils abruptly contracting. Her gaze passed