"Talk, talk, you've already spoken. At this point, what good does crying or shouting do?" Qiao Qiqi responded blandly.
The subordinate was stifled by her words and glared at her angrily.
The car drove for about half an hour and arrived at an estate.
This place seemed like another world compared to the prison, where yellow sands swirled and patrols with heavy weapons were everywhere. Here, lush trees and fragrant flowers created an enchanting, fairy-tale-like atmosphere.
The car drove for another ten minutes before reaching the entrance of a castle. The subordinate got out, and Qiao Qiqi followed suit.
"Once inside, don't speak carelessly or look around recklessly, or your tongue will be cut out and your eyes gouged out!" the subordinate warned.
Qiao Qiqi quickly nodded to show she understood and followed him inside.
The house, though large, wasn't particularly luxurious, and instead had a simple charm.
