"Who is it?"
Everyone looked at Jian Yue.
"Master, the poison will act up tomorrow, please give it to me first."
Jian Yue didn't answer, batting her eyes coquettishly at Qin Gengyun, her voice soft and tender.
Liu Su glared at her, "What do you mean? Are you threatening us? Master, make the poison act up early!"
"No, Master!"
Jian Yue suddenly knelt on the ground, crawled over, and clung to Qin Gengyun's leg, pleading pitifully:
"Master, we're setting off for the Zhenyang Sect tomorrow. It's inconvenient with so many people on the road. Please have mercy, give it to me today!"
With tears welling up in her eyes, Jian Yue begged humbly, and Yun Wu couldn't bear it:
"Brother Qin, she's so pitiful."
Liu Su said, "Xiaowu, you're too innocent. That woman is acting! Don't believe her!"
Jian Yue turned around and directly knelt at Liu Su's feet.
"Second Madam, I dare not defy you again. Please speak kindly on my behalf!"
She stretched out her tongue as if to lick Liu Su's feet.
