One must know that Yang Yi had followed in secret.
Immediately, Yang Yi quickly stretched out his other hand and covered her mouth before she could make a sound, abruptly muffling it.
Just as the woman tried to cry out, she didn't expect to be silenced by a wicked hand before she could make a noise. Furious, her face flushed as she quickly shifted her mouth away.
But before she could speak, the wicked hand covered her again, firmly clamping over her mouth and preventing any sound.
"Damn it, controlling her like this isn't a solution."
After all, Yang Yi still had to go and capture someone, and couldn't afford to waste his energy on this woman.
Without delay, Yang Yi reached out and grabbed two silver needles, then inserted them into several acupoints on the woman's neck.
The woman looked at Yang Yi with a face full of horror as she watched the silver needles aim for her neck.
"Puff, puff..." with two sounds, the silver needles pierced directly into her pale neck.