He wished he could slip away at this moment too.
Of course, the feelings of Zhen Wu at the moment weren't much different from Zhe Jue's; he had cursed Jiang Zuo a million times over in his heart.
"My lord..."
Sui Zimo didn't speak but just gazed at them with a deep, unfathomable look.
"My lord, it's... it's not our fault, Miss Lin asked us to leave, and we didn't dare disobey, by the time we heard noises in Your room and entered, Miss Lin had already disappeared."
Zhen Wu explained, looking at his own lord.
"Where is she?" Sui Zimo asked.
"I don't know."
Zhe Jue swallowed a gulp of saliva and replied.
If he and Zhen Wu knew, why would they still be trembling here? They would've already gone to find the lady of the house.
"What's going on here?"
Sui Zimo, not receiving the answer he wanted, took a deep breath and, after scanning the room, asked.