When Tianmiao returned to the courtyard, he saw a person tied up in the middle, unable to move. Ropes were wrapped around the person, which were actually made of Mo Bai Ning's spiritual power.
Li Bielang looked at the person tossed in the middle of the courtyard and raised his eyebrows, "Wow, this demon is actually quite handsome."
The bound demon was wearing a perfectly fitting suit, with a tall and slender figure, a handsome face, and wore gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a refined elegance. Even though he was tied up and unable to move, he remained calm and composed.
"Tang Zheng." After sitting down, Tianmiao looked at the demon and called out his name.
"Are you going to lock me in the Demon-locking Tower, or eliminate me on the spot?" asked the demon named Tang Zheng with a face of calmness.
"Take a guess." Tianmiao took the drink handed over by Kong Hou, took a leisurely sip, and asked with a smile.
"I can't guess."
"Set him free," Tianmiao said to Mo Bai Ning.
