Seeing this scene, Nangong Liuli finally felt a bit of solace. As she moved slightly, her delicate brows furrowed with discomfort. Hidden hair-thin needles within her clothes pierced into her skin. Her slightest movement tugged at the fabric, thus pulling the needles.
It had a peculiar effect, like ants biting at her ribs, the Yongquan point on her feet, and various points on her back. Her entire body felt as if caressed by a gentle breeze repeatedly.
Nangong Liuli stood frozen in the distance, even breathing cautiously. Four women teased her, saying, "Good girl, come with us." Nangong Liuli attempted to take half a step.
She couldn't help but let out a small cry, not daring to move. Her beautiful eyes pleaded for help as she looked towards the four women.
They said, "Ah, yes, we forgot to teach you the walking technique. You need this technique to walk in these clothes."
