This woman was too ruthless.
She looked like a gentle and virtuous woman on the surface. She played the zither and knew nothing.
In the end, her methods were so sharp.
To be honest, Zhou Han was terrified.
"Her father is the Soul Control Sovereign. He specializes in extracting souls. She's naturally not a good person."
Zhou Han complained gloomily in his heart.
This was the first time he had been treated so humiliatingly.
When the time came, he had to find an opportunity to take revenge.
Zhou Han quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind. The most important thing now was how to escape.
Who knew what male slaves had to do?
He did not want to sacrifice his body for no reason.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
…
After teasing Zhou Han, Xi Yao began to play the zither again.
The sound of the zither was long and drawn out. The quiet Xi Yao was still as beautiful as a painting.