What a Good Performance

Lei Xing Yi stretched her hand and took out several strands of thread. It was the thread that Mu Xiao Ya used in the past to start controlling her. She found some of them and managed to keep it.

"If you try to use it, wouldn't you be able to recognize your daughter's Qi within the thread?" Lei Xing Yi asked once more in a cold tone.

The man couldn't say anything else. He was looking in their direction with tongue tied and really itching to snatch those threads for himself. If only he could destroy the evidence, it would be easy to say that it was nothing more than Lei Xing Yi framing them.

"You're only bluffing! You have been staying with Mu Xiao Ya for a long time! How can we be sure that you're not saying that for your own convenience?" a middle aged man screamed.

Lei Xing Yi looked at the man coldly. "Of course, I have eyewitness."

Swish!