"Wuwuwuwu..."
The moment the door was opened, the man tied to the bed let out a terrified, hysterical scream.
But with a strip of cloth stuffed in his mouth, he could not speak clearly, and only a series of muffled whimpers came out.
"It's the Twenty-First Prince!" Zhu Mo recognized the man's profile and immediately confirmed his identity.
It was the Twenty-First Prince, who had been missing for many days!
We found him. As long as he's alive, that's all that matters... Seeing that the Twenty-First Prince was still alive, Lin Bai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he remembered how the Twenty-First Prince had been subjected to the fat woman's "full arsenal" over the past few days, he felt both amused and sympathetic.
The Twenty-First Prince on the bed turned his head and saw that the person at the door was not the "evil fat woman," but Lin Bai and Zhu Mo.
Although the Twenty-First Prince did not know Lin Bai, he knew Zhu Mo.
The moment he saw Zhu Mo, crystal-clear tears welled up in the corners of the Twenty-First Prince's eyes.
He looked at Zhu Mo with overwhelming grievance.
"Your Highness, your subject Zhu Mo arrived late." Zhu Mo hurried forward, knelt on one knee before the bed, and said guiltily.
Damn bureaucratic formalism... Lin Bai lamented inwardly. At a time like this, Zhu Mo was not thinking of untying the Twenty-First Prince or dressing him first. Instead, he was confessing his guilt?
"Wuwuwu..." The Twenty-First Prince glared at Zhu Mo, muffled whimpers coming from his mouth.
"What is Your Highness saying? I didn't hear clearly." Zhu Mo furrowed his brows.
Lin Bai smiled helplessly, strode over, and waved his hand. Four strands of Sword Qi sliced apart the ropes binding the Twenty-First Prince.
After