Seeing her in this state, Su Lin actually found it somewhat amusing.
At least it's more pleasing to the eye than her previous ignorant demeanor.
"Didn't I just say? I'll ask you a few things." Su Lin softened his tone with a touch of amusement, "Don't worry, I won't hit you this time."
Song Yiyi's tense body finally relaxed a little, like a startled quail shrinking its neck, her voice barely a whisper.
"W-what do you want to ask?"
Su Lin got straight to the point:
"Why did your sister send you to our Wuyin Village? What's her motive?"
Although he already had a hunch, he still wanted to extract some confirmation from this silly girl.
Song Yiyi's expression changed dramatically, and she blurted out:
"How do you know about my sister?!"
Immediately, she realized and anger ignited in her eyes:
"Did that bastard Zhou Long tell you?!"
Su Lin, expressionless, tapped his knuckles on the dusty dashboard, making a dull "thud-thud" sound:
