Xue Miao widened his eyes, emitting muffled sounds from his cloth-stuffed mouth.
Gu Chengyu glanced at Ming Yan, "Bring him down!"
Xue Miao looked at Gu Chengyu with disbelief and confusion; what did Gu Chengyu mean by this?
If it was because of his abilities and they wanted to bring him along to work, they could have simply told him. Even though he would definitely refuse, tying him up seemed odd.
Could it be that Gu Chengyu, like those people, discovered his true identity and wanted what he had?
Thinking this, Xue Miao couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Untie him!" Gu Chengyu felt the gentle breeze, lifted the tea bowl, and took a sip.
He knew that Xue Miao was probably wondering why he was brought here, but in truth, he was brought here because of a portrait.
Based on Man Niu's description, he drew a portrait, feeling it was very familiar at first. Later, he realized it was Xue Miao's younger self.
