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Hearing these four nonsensical words, An Roujin was startled, and the frustration in her heart deepened.
Mockery filled her eyes, but still her lips curved into a gentle, water-like smile, "Feng Mian, are you distressed? What's after that? I—"
An Roujin couldn't finish her sentence as everything went dark before her eyes instantly.
Almost all the air was snatched away, making it difficult even to breathe.
An Roujin's mind buzzed, completely unaware of what was happening.
She did hear Wen Fengmian's voice again, still sounding very calm, "Turn around, be mentally prepared, it won't be too suffocating."
Yun Wu didn't give An Roujin time to react. A hand-chop aimed at her neck brought her down, knocking her out.
After doing all this, he turned and bowed with folded fists, "Miss Ying."
"Find a basement, lock her up, and put some cockroaches and mice in there." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, and said faintly, "Also, find a couple of people to act as ghosts."