"Fine, I will let you go," Lin Manqing said, nodding. "But I must leave a little something on you."
With a flick of her wrist, her gold hairpin traced a line through the air.
Jin Wenxiu jumped, terrified that he was about to catch fire and be reduced to nothing, just like the other man. He frantically patted himself down, only to realize after a long while that there was no fire—only a heavy sweat.
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