The pill from his mouth had dropped to the ground.
The man in black, startled, tried to lunge at Mu Lingyun's longsword to commit suicide.
However, Mu Lingyun was quick, and she retracted her longsword back to herself.
Then she grabbed the long silk fabric nearby and tied him up.
She also took a piece of cloth and gagged him.
"Eager to die? No need to rush," said Mu Lingyun with a sinister smile on her face, "When I have the time, I'll ask you some questions. If your answers satisfy me, I'll let you die. If they don't, dying won't be so easy for you!"
The black-clothed man's face turned extremely unsightly upon hearing this.
But now that he was tied up, there was nothing he could do about it.
After dealing with this man, Mu Lingyun noticed that the wound on her hand had split open again.
And blood was oozing out.
She frowned slightly.
Jiang Jingxin, seeing this, quickly said, "Your hand needs to be treated again. Let me help you!"
