C397 How annoying

His free hand quickly reached into his waist, took out a silver needle, and accurately stabbed into the man's arm.

With a "hiss" sound, the man let go.

Zi Su shrank back, her palms supporting the ground, she nimbly stood up and looked down to see her snow-white skin under his messy clothes. She couldn't help but turn pale, so she quickly tidied up his messy clothes