An ominous feeling flooded Yuan Huan's heart when he saw the acupuncture needle in her hand again. He disregarded the pain he was in and looked at her cautiously. "What are you trying to do? Don't you want to know Min Yu's whereabouts?"
The acupuncture needle gleamed threateningly under the light. Huo Yao looked at Yuan Huan mildly. "Sometimes, you have to pay for underestimating others."
The moment she finished her sentence, she moved her hand and plunged the needle into an acupuncture point on Yuan Huan's head.
After Huo Yao was done with Yuan Huan, she veered her eyes from him. She walked up in front of Yuan Xi and took her pulse. When she confirmed that Yuan Xi was fine, she was relieved.
Huo Yao did not wake up Yuan Xi. Instead, she glanced around her room until her eyes landed on a phone on the table and she walked over.
The phone belonged to her, but Yuan Huan had turned it off.
