As if possessed, Liu Nan picked up the note and held it in her hand.
She turned around and looked at He Ao.
He Ao was still looking at the young man standing on the circular platform, his hand already gripping the young man's arm as if pondering whether to pull him down from the platform. His position was very close to the right platform, and it seemed that all Liu Nan needed to do was push him forward to get him onto the platform.
The power of this room would bind He Ao, while Liu Nan, having sacrificed the Sacrifices, could leave.
Liu Nan gazed at the young man's back, her heart thumping wildly.
It was as if a beguiling voice was whispering in the depths of her consciousness,
in such a sealed space with only two people, whatever she did, no one would know.
Later, as long as she blamed everything on this bizarre room and yard, no one would blame her.
After all, as a weak woman who couldn't even truss a chicken, what could she do to harm the powerful He Ao?