The sound of someone closing the door can be heard.
Then someone untied the cloth bag on Mu Jinhan's head.
What comes into view is a face without any expression. The cold angular lines show that he is a person who is often unsmiling.
His eyes were sharp and heroic, and Mu Jinhan took a deep breath.
This face was actually very handsome, even prettier than that Li Zi who broke up not long ago, but what people remember at first sight is the chilling coldness exuding from him.
He was dressed in black robes, and his jet-black hair was tied back with a piece of black silk satin.
He tapped Mu Jinhan's body twice with his fingers, and held a piece of transparent jade in his other hand.
He brought the jade pendant to Mu Jinhan's eyes. His fingers were bony, slender and beautiful.
The first thing Mu Jinhan wanted to say was: That piece of jade suits you very well.
Fortunately, I didn't blurt it out recklessly.
He was a kidnapper, how could he surrender with such a lack of ambition?
It’s just that he’s good-looking. If someone marries him, they might have to watch him put on a poker face all day long. At first glance, he looks like a very bad-tempered person.
The man in black robe asked coldly: "Is this jade yours?"
Mu Jinhan coughed slightly and asked, "Are you a killer? We don't know each other, and we can't have any grudges. Why did you kidnap me? If someone asked you to kill me, does he have any grudge against me?
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You have to give her an explanation for kidnapping her. Isn't there a saying that goes, "Every wrongdoer has his debtor, and every debtor has his owner."
He was kidnapped out of nowhere. Maybe they got the wrong person. Wouldn't it be an unjust death if he was kidnapped for no apparent reason?
The man in black suppressed his impatience and repeated: "I just want to ask you, is this jade yours?"
This is a spacious and simple room, the door is closed, and there is no one else except the two of them.
Not only was this man's face gloomy, but his words were also extremely gloomy. Mu Jinhan felt a little scared, but seeing the arrogant face of the man in front of him, he felt angry in his heart.
"It's a joke. If you ask me, do I have to tell you? Who are you? Does this jade belong to your enemy? Or does it have a grudge against the person who asked you to kill someone? What can this jade prove?"
The man in black robe suddenly darkened his face, suppressed his anger, and reminded Mu Jinhan coldly:
"I don't have the patience to repeat the same sentence!"
Mu Jinhan shivered in fright, and a shiver ran down his spine, but he still said in a tone as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water:
"You, don't think that just because you look scary is great, who are you trying to scare? Grandma, I'm not afraid of you! That piece of jade is mine! How dare you kill me under the emperor's feet!"