Quan Jin snatched the ointment.

Her eyes rested on the two words on the ointment. She raised her head and looked at Miss Wu who looked happy. Her voice was slightly cold: "Where is the person who gave you this box of ointment now?"

"Why give me medicine?" Miss Wu said, pretending not to understand.

"This box of medicine was passed down from my ancestors. It is very precious. I did not buy it from others or give it as a gift. It is just because I cherish it that it looks newer."

Quan Jin narrowed his eyes slightly.

His eyes raised a gleam of coldness, he stretched out his hand and slightly pulled Miss Wu's collar: "Really?"

"You think I don't recognize this handwriting?"

"explain!"

"Where did this ointment come from?"

Miss Wu's face looked a little embarrassed. Seeing Quan Jin's serious expression, she knew that her lie to gain favor was exposed, and she said reluctantly: "Okay."

"That's after you come up."

"Someone just knocked on the door and asked me to give this medicine to you..."

Miss Wu hasn't finished her sentence yet.

Quan Jin had already released his hold on her hand, walked to the balcony light, supported the guardrail with one hand, made a 360-degree spin in the air, raised his toes slightly, and landed on the ground steadily and beautifully.

Ointment in her hand.

Two words are engraved.

Not big, not small, but extremely clear: [ZY] freedom.

Have you forgotten?

What you like most is freedom?!

Quan Jin followed her intuition and walked out of the area. She didn't know how to get there. Suddenly she entered the back door of a large castle. She stood in the middle of the road and looked at the ointment in her hand.

"Uncle Nine."

Quan Jin called out.

No response.

No one answered her.

"Are you here?"

Still no one responded to her. No matter what Quan Jin said or called, there was only silence. Oh, and there was also a female voice that suddenly sounded.

"Why are you here?"

"Weren't you sent to a laboratory in a D-level area?" Miss Qin pointed at Quan Jin in disbelief, as if she didn't expect that she would be in this place.

Quan Jin glanced at Miss Qin.

No response.

Miss Qin narrowed her eyes slightly. Did Qi Yao recognize her? Or was it someone else? "I didn't expect that the envoy would be so serious about sex?"

"Obviously, Her Majesty the Queen is in charge."

"I didn't expect that in fact, even those who slandered Miss Quan Qingqing were spared. It seems that the envoy is still a little reluctant to take action, so I can only do it for you."

"Catch her."

"When I send it to Miss Quan Qingqing later, I want to see how the envoy explains this matter!"

Quan Jin is in a bad mood now.

With a cold face.

She pulled out a big knife and stabbed the men who came up to her with one blow. As for where she got that big knife, I don't know.

Miss Qin: "!!!"

"How dare you kill someone? You! You -" Miss Qin was about to say something shocking, but Quan Jin stared at her expressionlessly, moved his lips slightly, and confided: "Get out of here."

"Or I'll kill you."

Miss Qin clenched her fists fiercely and gave Quan Jin a deep look. A hint of calculation flashed in her eyes, as if she had thought of something, and she immediately ran into the ceremony to find someone.

Dare to kill members within Jiangshan.

Quan Jin and Qiyao... I'm afraid neither of them can survive.

The girl held the ointment and stayed there quietly, looking around every corner. Slowly, she raised the medicine in her hand to treat the burn on her face, the letter ZY.

Facing Quan Jin's face, she raised her head slightly, loosened her fingertips, and the ointment fell to the floor. She said so calmly:

"I don't want to be free anymore."
Chapter completed!