At this moment, the hand that was imprisoning her throat felt as hard as iron, and a powerful surge of Dark Power gave Yue Jinghua the illusion of being bound by ropes.
Yue Jinghua quietly gathered her energy, but the servant used some nefarious technique, and while gripping her throat, a stream of Dark Power infiltrated her body. Her already limited Dark Power immediately dissipated, making it difficult for her to exert any strength or move.
Fortunately, it seemed that this person did not wish to take Yue Jinghua's life, as no deadly move was made.
The tenacious Purple-eyed Young Man.
Whispering into her ear, a male voice as pleasant as the sound of a spring said, "You cannot escape."
The wind blew, lifting Yue Jinghua's hair, and droplets of water hung unevaporated from her earlobes.
