Her voice was steady, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Especially her fox-like eyes—crystal clear and bright—appeared to have no lethal intent at all.
With important guests inside, the Mudanjiang Courtyard staff dared not let her pass.
"Miss, if you insist on this, then we have no choice," said a staff member, his face turning cold. "Hold her back; she absolutely cannot disturb Mr. Liu."
The security guards, each armed with an electric baton, hesitated for a moment but eventually moved forward.
One of the guards found an opening and swung his electric baton directly at the girl's shoulder blade.
This should make her comply, shouldn't it?
However, just as he swung the baton, with a "thud," it was immediately blocked.
By just one hand—again.
Si Fuqing firmly gripped the baton, turning her head to look at him. Her face was expressionless.
The baton couldn't move an inch further.
"!!!"