Lian Hao noticed Zhao Ya's gaze at this moment, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said,
"Master, have you taken a fancy to this mute girl? Then I'll give her to you right now. Let me tell you, even though she's deaf and mute, she's very obedient. Whatever you ask her to do, she'll do it."
"Since that's the case, why do you still beat her?" Zhao Ya turned his head and said coldly.
Lian Hao was taken aback for a moment, then a sheepish look appeared on his face. "Isn't it just to kill time? Besides, beating her now and then will make her too scared to rebel."
Zhao Ya was almost amused with anger. With a flick of his wrist, a flash of knife light slashed out suddenly.
Lian Hao screamed in fright, thinking he was a dead man.
But he quickly found himself unharmed and breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that Zhao Ya had used the tip of his knife to pick up the clothes on the ground and throw them to the mute girl in the corner.
The mute girl looked bewildered.
