In the manor.
Shadow's men had already captured Qin Si and presented him to Nie Qingru.
Qin Si's hands were tied behind his back. His handsome face was bright red as if he had been beaten up, and blood was seeping out of the corner of his mouth.
"Walk faster." The mercenary behind him gave him a shove.
Qin Si almost fell. Fortunately, he wasn't that unlucky. He barely managed to walk to the woman sitting on the upper seat, looking down at him.
"Kneel!" The mercenary behind him ordered sternly.
"Hehe." Qin Si spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Nie Qingru provocatively. "I only kneel after visiting the grave during the new year. Who died in your family?"
Standing on Nie Qingru's left, Shadow's expression suddenly changed. He walked over, kicked Qin Si's knee, and watched expressionlessly as the latter knelt on the ground uncontrollably before revealing a disdainful expression. "If you don't want to die too quickly, pay attention to your attitude!"
