Twist!

A knock on the door suddenly came.

"Big Young Master, Lord Xiahou is here!"

Xiahou Rong?

"Let him in."

Jiang Yucheng sat down on the chair.

Then, Xiahou Rong came in.

He was wearing a black suit and completely covered his body.

In the darkness, no one can recognize it if they don’t look carefully.

Behind him was a tightly wrapped man.

——Xahou Ting'an!

Jiang Yucheng leaned on the chair and looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

"It seems that Lord Xiahou is here to return the things?"

When Xiahou Rong heard this, he was immediately embarrassed.

He swallowed hard, and then cursed at Xiahou Tingan:

"Why don't you apologize to the eldest son!"

Xiahou Ting'an knelt on the ground, and seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

"Big Young Master—"

“No need to say that.”

Jiang Yucheng had no patience with him and was straightforward.

"Get back the things first, and then say something else."

Xiahou Rong's face turned pale.
Chapter completed!