The man must have been frightened by her actions. This completely laissez-faire attitude, this attitude of not even making any verbal resistance, made him a little surprised, but he quickly returned to his usual self, stood up, shook off his clothes, and then went to set up the camera.
"If you had this attitude from the beginning, you wouldn't have to suffer so much. But there's nothing we can do about it. This is what the sponsor asked for. If you want to hold a grudge, hold it against the person you offended!" Leopard turned his back to Rachel Xia and adjusted the camera in his hand.
Rachel Xia turned over and lay flat on the ground, staring at the chandelier on the roof. The chandelier was not the kind of glass crystal found in high-rise buildings, but just a simple incandescent bulb wrapped in a layer of spider silk. The slightly exposed wires had lost their original color. Some white flocs wrapped around the thin rope that was not as thick as a finger, and it seemed that the wire would break if it was weighed by a piece of straw.
"Your sponsor." Rachel Xia's hands finally regained their senses slowly. Her palms were burning with pain. She raised her hands and looked at them. She decided to roast them over charcoal and sprinkle some chili powder on them. They should taste good.
Leopard turned around and waited for Rachel Xia's next words, but Rachel Xia was so hungry that it took a long time for her to continue what she had just said.
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