"Where?" The woman gasped and looked around with a shocked expression on her face. "The wine's lab, of course! Get out of my lab!" She tried to swing a fist at Qiwu's face, but in the blink of an eye, she ended up on the ground, groaning with her hands firmly pressed onto her back. Qiwu was kneeling on her back, pressing her knee on the woman's hands, and pinning them down.
The guards' faces paled, and one of them even took a step back and fell to the ground. The way Qiwu moved was inhumane; her arms and legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and one could swear the angle at which her shoulder twisted wasn't supposed to be possible.
The maids didn't seem to realise how incredible Qiwu's moves were, but just a single look at the terrified guards made it clear. None of those armed and highly trained soldiers had a chance to escape the new maid's restraining grasp.
Shin looked at the pained woman for a second and sighed, "Release her. There is no need to restrain her."
