Lu Yan pulled a long face. “Since when does your master need to inform you of what he is doing?”
Dong Jing, “…”
A few seconds later, Steward Zhang personally brought a rope over and handed it into Lu Yan’s hand.
Lu Hand took the rope, satisfied. Then he went into the side hall, completely failing to notice that Steward Zhang was watching him with a worried expression.
Lu Yan pushed open the door and closed it in one go.
Steward Zhang was left alone outside in the courtyard looking anxious. The master should not be taking things too hard, surely…
Qi Qingyao was still seated there. She did not dare put pressure on this patient. There were only two people alone in the room—that was already an improvement for someone like him who had a psychological disorder.
If she simply got up and moved around, she might cause Lu Yan a great psychological burden.
She was very clear about this.
That was why.
She smiled particularly obediently.
She stretched out her hands and pressed her legs together, then motioned at him.
“Tie me up, then.”
Lu Yan gulped. He was extremely nervous but did not make a sound.
He stepped forward, gripping the rope tightly. He felt panicked for a moment, his hands trembling as he held the rope before slowly tying her up.
Both her hands were tied to the armrests.
At the very least, Qi Qingyao’s body was not tied behind the chair.
After he was done typing her up, Lu Yan’s emotions calmed down a lot. He even sounded happy as he asked, “Do you feel uncomfortable?”
What bullshit was he asking?
Qi Qingyao resisted the urge to spit. Playing the part of a tool as best as she can, she looked at Lu Yan and said, “I can’t move now. I’ll close my eyes. You can test your endurance.”
With those words, she closed her eyes earnestly.
Fully reducing herself to a tool for him.
Thinking for a bit, she added, “As a tool, my face, head, and hands are for you to use.”
Lu Yan, “…Ah!”
Qi Qingyao closed her eyes and said calmly, “Alright, I’ll just take a nap now so just take it as I’ve fainted. What happens next is up to you.”
How was that the same?! “It’s not like you’ve actually fainted!!”
“Don’t tell me you still want to drug me…” Qi Qingyao opened her eyes suddenly. Staring sharply at Lu Yan, she said casually, “Don’t go too far. You are a cultivator, I’m just an ordinary person. Could I possibly do anything to you in this tied-up situation? What a joke.”
Oh, that was true. Lu Yan once again felt relaxed after her reminder made him realize that he was not the innocent teenager he was back then. What was more, he had not been drugged today and it was her who was tied up. She was the one who could not move. He gulped.
“In that case, close your eyes then and I’ll try to use you as a tool to test it out.”
Qi Qingyao again closed her eyes.
Lu Yan pondered for a moment. Grabbing a piece of black cloth from somewhere, he immediately covered Qi Qingyao’s eyes.
Qi Qingyao, “…”
She cursed him internally. The guy was so suspicious of her that he was still afraid that she might suddenly open her eyes.
However, it was best to not say anything.
She already agreed to be his tool, to lend herself to him for his testing…
With her eyes blindfolded and her hands and feet bound, it went without saying that Qi Qingyao had rarely experienced a situation like this. When one’s vision was deprived, a human being’s other senses would become extra sensitive, especially their hearing.
The flow of time had also seemingly become slower.
Her surroundings were quiet, as if only her own breathing was left.
This made Qi Qingyao, who was normally a ballsy person, also become somewhat nervous.
She could not help but gulp.
Time slipped by one minute after another as she began counting mentally.
After counting to more than three hundred, Qi Qingyao became a little impatient.
She thought, ‘What was the matter with this guy? I’ve been tied up for more than five minutes yet he hasn’t moved. Could he have fallen asleep?’
