Meng Tai touched his ear: "What did you say? Or do you not want to speak?"
Pretending to understand, Meng Tai turned around and returned with a soaked piece of cotton. He approached Namila: "Will you speak?"
The fierceness in Namila's eyes behind the cotton cloth was quite chilling. Looking at Meng Tai, she seemed like she was ready to eat him. Meng Tai chuckled lightly and lifted his arm to apply the second piece of cotton cloth onto her.
Now, Namila finally understood what the water-soaked cotton was for. The intense feeling of suffocation signaled the onset of death, and she began to struggle violently: "Umm, umm, umm!"
She couldn't even make a muffled sound now, only being able to let out a few "umms" from her throat.
Meng Tai extended his hands to immobilize her head as it swung from side to side: "Will you speak? If you will, nod your head. I will help you remove it. It must be uncomfortable."
Terrified by this, Namila hurriedly nodded her head: "Umm, umm, umm!"