Wei Yixiao, drenched in cold sweat, also cast a contemptuous look at Qi Yue.
"Untie me this instant, or your life will be at risk each minute you delay!"
However, Qi Yue, as if nothing were amiss, continued to fan herself calmly and elegantly.
"Qingzhu, shut her up."
Qingzhu responded, and with a "buzz," Wei Yixiao's mouth seemed to be sewn shut from the inside, tightly closed, which looked particularly comical and ridiculous.
The crowd witnessed this and the murmurs intensified, with some even directly questioning Lin Zhinan.
"May I ask Chief Liu, since this gentleman is unrelated to you, how do you plan to deal with his causing trouble in your residence?"
"Chief Liu, Minister Wei has been beaten in your house. Will you arrest this gentleman to quell the incident?"
"..."
The crowd's remarks almost seemed like they were at a press conference.
Liu Zhinan, however, remained calm. He looked deeply at Qi Yue and began to speak.
