Xiaolan swallowed, looked at Qin Shaobai, and said no more.

Qin Shaobai understood what Xiaolan meant.

The man was like a confident hunter, sitting on the top of a high mountain, watching a group of panicked prey.

He should have noticed everyone's performance just now. Qin Shaobai could even imagine the contemptuous smile in his eyes.

"Miss Xiaolan." Song Ci raised a fragment in his hand, "Come and see."

Xiaolan walked over and saw that the piece Song Ci was holding was the arm of the figurine. "There is a rivet here. It is very small. It should be used to nail the silk thread to the body of the figurine."

Xiaolan stared at the rivet, her eyes straight.

She was very familiar with this rivet. It was the favorite gadget of the girls in Yuanlou to punish people.

A rivet less than an inch deep into a person's body can be completely sunk into the bone with the force of the palm, but no wound can be found. It is like a tire punctured by iron nails, slowly consuming energy, and eventually either

Going towards your own paralysis will either bring huge destructive power.

But, how does this matter have anything to do with Yuanlou?
Chapter completed!