"How could this happen?" Cai Xiurong hit the table, halting the torture that one of her male escorts was getting. She rubbed her eyes in frustration.
"I need your help, Xiurong. Can I count on you?" Kúiwù's voice reverberated across her ears.
"The problem is that I don't know what you want me to do, Kúiwù. I don't understand what I can do for you." Cai Xiurong said.
Kúiwù sounded hesitant for a moment and then he continued. "You know that he will listen to you. I am sure that you can convince him if you play your cards right..."
"Shut up." Cai Xiurong snapped. The people in the room dared not make a sound when they saw her cold expression. Unfortunately, the male escort groaned when his broken ribs ached.
"I am sorry, Xiurong. I-I didn't mean it that....." Kúiwù paused when he heard the noise. "Who is that? Xiurong, who are you with right now?"
She bristled at his hard tone. "That is none of your business."