Suddenly, something cold splashed onto her body, and Xie Wan jolted awake from her stupor. She opened her eyes, only to find it was pitch black. More terrifyingly, she seemed to have been kidnapped.
Her hands were tied behind her back, and a dark mask covered her face. Faced with the unknown, she screamed in fear, "Ah, help..."
"Shut up! Stop screaming!"
A cold knife tip pressed against her throat, and the sudden pain made her quickly close her mouth. After a long while, she fearfully asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"Who we are is not important. What's important is whether you'll cooperate. If you don't, you'll soon be a dead person!"
A cold, cruel voice whispered in her ear, as the cold knife tip traced along her tender neck. A scorching pain flared through her nerve endings, and she felt liquid streaming down her skin, reaching the pinnacle of fear.
