87 My Prince

The four of them trooped into the basement with Zuo Ci leading the way. They entered a room with a young man sat bound in an armchair inside.

His eyes stared at the four of them all in turns. He looked scared.

"Please, let me go. I don't know who you are. I won't talk to anyone about this. Please let me go!"

Xi Jian sat in front of him and immediately asked.

"Why did you follow that woman?"

"What woman?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid! Last night I found you following Miss Ling. If you have nothing to hide, why did you run away when I greeted you?" Zou Ci put his hands on his waist.

"Miss Ling?" Suddenly the young man's face glowed. "So all of you here know Miss Ling?"

"Hurry up and say it!" Zou Ci smacked his head from behind.

Xi Jian furrowed his brows. "Who are you?"

"My name is Xing Qian Ye."

"Why did you follow Miss Ling for a few days?" Zou Ci asked again.