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nLiu Qin discovered Chu Wuyou fidgeting with the fruit knife when she came closer.

nThis caught her by surprise. Although fidgeting with a fruit knife was not that big of a deal, she found out that the other woman’s knife fidgeting skills were near professional.

n“Chu Wuyou, I’ve come here as you instructed. Can you finally tell me what’s going on?” Liu Qin exhaled deeply. She felt a numbing sensation on her scalp as the knife danced swiftly between Chu Wuyou’s fingers.

n“Do you know what this is?” Chu Wuyou clasped her fingers around the knife and waved it in front of the other woman.

n“A fruit knife.” Liu Qin rolled her eyes as she answered. Perhaps only someone as stupid as Chu Wuyou would ask this idiotic question.

n“Do you know what it’s used for?” The corners of Chu Wuyou’s lips twitched slightly as the words rolled gently off her tongue.

n“To pare fruits, of course.” Liu Qin had evidently gotten impatient.

n“But it can be used in many different ways too, for instance…” Chu Wuyou smiled and paused her speech briefly for dramatic effect. In a matter of seconds, her face fell and she said indifferently, “To kill people.”

nBefore her voice trailed off, her hand that was holding the fruit knife darted toward Liu Qin at the flash of a silhouette.

n“Ah, Chu Wuyou, you’ve gone crazy. Help!” The sudden movement stunned Liu Qin for a couple of seconds. The color had drained off her face when she finally recollected herself. She began screaming with an intention to flee.

nHowever, Chu Wuyou’s leg, which had extended out of the blue, stepped on Liu Qin’s feet precisely.

nThen, the fruit knife in her hand flashed across Liu Qin’s body in quick, random movements. Her hand moved so rapidly that one could not even see where the strokes landed.

n“Ah, ah, ah…” Liu Qin’s hysterical screams filled the entire private room. She was absolutely terrified.

nShe wished to run away but almost lost her balance. The woman failed to budge because Chu Wuyou was stepping on her feet. Fortunately, she was positioned near a table thus she held on to the furniture as if her life depended on it.

nHowever, she was already frightened out of her wits when she felt the knife in Chu Wuyou’s hand brushing against her skin continuously.

nChu Wuyou stopped moving soon but Liu Qin was still screaming. She finally came to her senses a brief moment later, only to realize that the other woman had already stopped her actions.

nBesides, she found out that she did not feel any pain. Evidently, Chu Wuyou had not actually harmed her body in any way.

nThe shirt she was wearing had been shredded into pieces although the cloth was still hanging on her body.

nChu Wuyou retrieved her leg and placed the fruit knife casually onto the table.

n“Alright, you can leave now.” A dazzling smile spread across her face as she regarded the woman.

nLiu Qin inhaled sharply. How could she possibly leave in this state? Although her shirt was still technically hanging on her body, everything underneath the shredded pieces was exposed.

nThe men in the other private room was struck dumb with fear. A heavy silence fell upon the room all of a sudden because no one dared to speak, even the sound of breathing grew quiet.

nIt appeared to them that the woman had only waved the knife over Liu Qin’s body mindlessly. However, she managed to cut her shirt into shredded pieces in a way that it was still somehow connected together.

nShe did not injure Liu Qin throughout the entire process, not even a surface scratch.

nA normal person was not capable of this skill, especially not a rich Young Lady that had been “ill” since childhood.

nYe Lanchen’s eyes were fixed on Chu Wuyou’s image on the security footage. All of his doubts had been answered loud and clear.

nIf so…

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