Ye Tianxin noticed that the video was the most viewed on the live streaming channel.
The thumbnail of the video was a photo of Lu Qingxin being tied up and sitting on a chair.
The way she was made up made her look very attractive in the photo, yet she had tears in her eyes.
She looked totally petrified.
Ye Tianxin clicked on the small triangle on the video.
Lu Qingxin's voice was heard from the laptop.
"I didn't kill anyone, I swear."
Lu Qingxin kept twisting her wrist as she pleaded with the woman standing in front of her.
She didn't want to die.
She desperately wanted to live.
"Lu Qingxin, did you think you can show up and get away alive today?"
Lu Qingxin saw the woman take out several scalpels from the bag. They were used by medical professionals for surgeries. Every single one of them was real and sharp; they could be real.
"I sharpened these scalpels myself. Look at how sharp they are."