Within a dimmed room, a man was tightly tied onto a chair. His eyes were weakly looking at the newcomer. After he took a glance at the other person, he looked away almost immediately.
His eyes couldn't hide his fury.
Mi Rong didn't take the man's attitude into consideration and casually brought another chair to sit in front of him. She was now wearing her white suit that was covering her nose and mouth. Only her eyes revealed a hint of mischievous.
She sat down softly. Now, both she and the other person were in the same line of sight. Underneath her mask, her lips hooked up. When Chu Chu and Hua were tying this young man, they had reported he was quite hard to tie him up neatly without him breaking free. His mask was now taken off and was sitting on the chair weakly. Quite a decent talent indeed, but sadly he wasn't a part of her Xuan group. Chu Chu and Hua did a good job in making him calm, hehe.