After all, the ins and outs of the matter are clear, and it was obviously Yu Ying who secretly instigated it.

They sent people to abduct him silently, like ghosts, to this completely unfamiliar place, filled with the unknown and danger.

However, at this moment, Yu Ying uttered such a puzzling, seemingly important but actually mysterious instruction.

What kind of intricate and sinister conspiracy is hidden behind this?

In Su Jinyun's heart, doubts piled up like thick, dark clouds, layer upon layer.

The oppressive atmosphere seemed to foreshadow an impending, overwhelming storm.

Time seemed to have frozen in an extremely strange state in this almost suffocating atmosphere of chaos.

Every second felt incredibly long, yet it seemed to slip away unnoticed, leaving one unable to grasp its meaning.

She completely lost her normal perception of time, as if she were in a vortex of time, with no way of knowing how long she had spent in this dark abyss.

At this moment, when Yu Ying's soft voice mentioned that she was already in the Kingdom of Ji Zi.

She suddenly realized, as if waking from a dream, that she had found herself in a country full of crises and where every step was fraught with danger.

But Qianluo, whom she longed for, yearned for, and eagerly awaited, remained like a phantom in the sky, nowhere to be seen.

Su Jinyun is renowned for her exceptional intelligence, wisdom, and quick thinking.

They can always quickly unravel complex and unpredictable situations, like a wise man who can control the wind and clouds, calmly dealing with all kinds of problems.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt as if her mind had become a jumbled mess of confusion, filled with all sorts of complicated guesses, anxious worries, and bewildering doubts.

Like a surging tide, it swept over her, rampaging wildly through her mind.

It disturbed her so much that she was almost on the verge of collapse and could hardly control herself.

She subconsciously turned her body slightly to the side; the movement was so slight as to be almost imperceptible, yet it revealed a resistance and rejection stemming from instinct.

She subtly dodged the approaching figure, her eyes instantly filled with a sharp, wary vigilance, like the quills of a hedgehog.

Like a frightened beast, always ready to face unknown dangers.

Then, she tilted her head back slightly, straightened her spine, and stared intently at Yu Ying like a sharp sword, her eyes revealing undisguised scrutiny and doubt.

His lips were pressed tightly together, like two cold blades, and he spoke coldly, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

The voice was like the coldest snow of the dead of winter, carrying a chilling cold that could freeze everything: "Who exactly are you?"

The sound echoed for a long time in the somewhat empty, eerily quiet space.

It seemed to carry an unquestionable authority and a forceful questioning tone, stirring up cold ripples in the air.

Despite Yu Ying's resistant movements, her face remained calm and composed.

Like a deep and tranquil ancient pool, no matter how turbulent the outside world may be, the deep waters remain calm and still.

She moved with a light, unassuming movement, as if a gentle breeze were blowing, silently using her graceful figure as a cover.

It was as if an invisible yet sturdy barrier had been erected, isolating Su Jinyun from any potential prying eyes from the outside world.

Then, she slowly stretched out her hands, which were fair and slender, like tender willow branches sprouting in spring, glistening and radiating a delicate luster.

Her movements were as gentle as if she were handling fragile glass, yet they were also swift and decisive.

As if handling a rare treasure, they carefully loosened the ropes that tightly bound Su Jinyun's body a little.

The moment the rope separated from the skin, a slight friction sound was heard, which seemed to be amplified infinitely in the almost deathly silent dark room.

Like a heavy hammer striking the heart, each blow is clearly audible.

Immediately afterwards, she bent down slightly, her posture elegant and composed, like a petal quietly falling from the night sky, carrying a sense of beauty that was detached from the world.

Her hand, as nimble as a butterfly, glided gracefully beneath the tray and swiftly retrieved the brocade box.

On the brocade box, the exquisite and intricate patterns shimmer with a mysterious luster under the faint, swaying light, as if silently telling untold stories from the depths of time.

The patterns resembled ancient runes, engraved with mysterious power, inspiring imagination.

With incredible speed and precision, she slipped the brocade box into Su Jinyun's hands, which were bound behind her back.

Su Jinyun's hand trembled slightly, as if she was surprised by this sudden action, or as if she was touched by this unknown thing.

Then, Yu Ying casually tugged at Su Jinyun's clothes, the movement seemingly casual and natural, but it perfectly blocked Su Jinyun's hand.

The entire process was completed in one go, as smoothly as flowing water, without the slightest delay or hesitation, demonstrating skill and competence.