"If you want to die, you can hand over my sister and the prime minister, and we will spare your lives."
The woodcutter started to steal the show.
Sikong Wuyuan wanted to roll his eyes.
The damage was clearly inflicted by the king, so why was the person speaking this woodcutter?
However, the woodcutter did not notice Sikong Wuyuan's expression. Instead, he continued to swagger. "Hurry up and bring us to see him!"
Jiang Ming did not think much of it.
Seeing that Jiang Ming was unmoved, Sikong Wuyuan felt indignant for him.
"We still have a good show to watch later." Jiang Ming comforted him.
Sikong Wuyuan did not understand what was going on. He then saw someone kidnap the prime minister.
The prime minister could not bear the humiliation and was about to commit suicide when someone grabbed his neck tightly.
That person laughed out loud.