After saying that, Xia Moliang shouted, "Everyone in!"
As her words fell, those who were ambushing outside all rushed into the cabin, encircling Xiao Yao. Everyone had a pistol in hand, aiming at Xiao Yao with stern and serious expressions.
Xia Moliang had expected to see Xiao Yao panicked and discomposed, yet since their arrival, Xiao Yao's expression hadn't changed a bit. She remained calm and collected, with a mocking smile on her lips, looking at Xia Moliang as if watching a clown perform.
Xia Moliang, now even more furious, said to Xiao Yao, "Xiao Yao, if you kneel down and beg me now, maybe I'll consider sparing your life!"
Xiao Yao was nearly amused by Xia Moliang's laughable words, speaking with scorn, "Xia Moliang, am I lacking in intelligence, or do you think too highly of your own? To think you can say such things that would deceive a three-year-old child?"
