"Don't you know? My sister never lies."
Ruolan held her breath, unlike Ah-lam, this woman had eyes that spelled she had done horrendous things, and was unhesitant to do them once more.
"Don't bother yourself with that, place her with the brat, we need ourselves to look innocent until their master is dead." Ah-lam announced, looking at the intimdating man with a tattoo on his forehead.
He nodded, Ah Cy who knew what was coming stepped back, allowing him snap the ropes that binded her body to the chair in just one tug.
"Let go, don't touch-" Ruolan's call for help was cut off miserably by the man's thick hand, placed over her mouth.
"Don't make a sound." He groaned into her ears, as he effortlessly hoisted her off the ground, and onto his shoulders.
He made a motion to leave, only for Ah-lam to stop him, "Listen here, make sure she's secure, if she warns the rest on time, I won't forgive you."
