Qiao Xi calmed down and ordered again, "Kneel."
The instant the order was given, Lu Yan knelt in front of Qiao Xi without hesitation like a soulless body.
Qiao Xi quietly stared at Lu Yan, but he did not react. If she did not issue the next order, Lu Yan might continue to kneel here.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qiao Xi's mind. Perhaps she could use her hypnosis ability to dispel Lu Yan's doubts.
Qiao Xi said, "Lu Yan."
Lu Yan, who was kneeling on the floor, slowly raised his eyes. His eyes were empty as he looked at Qiao Xi.
"Stand up," Qiao Xi ordered.
Lu Yan stood up obediently, his eyes still bloodshot.
Qiao Xi approached him, her voice filled with charm. "Remember, Han Ye has already passed away and doesn't have any relatives. This is an unquestionable fact. Your new perfumes can be released on time."