Zheng Xuewen's question did not receive a response from Grand Aunt; she still sat dazedly in the cage.
The person outside couldn't hold back any longer, and an imposing aura began to rise faintly, "Kid, open the door for me!"
This is... a friend of Grand Aunt's? Zheng Xuewen vaguely guessed something, but did Grand Aunt really have friends still alive?
Nevertheless, since the other party spoke like this, he could only walk to the courtyard door and open it.
Outside stood a man and a woman, with another person lying on the ground. Just from the shape, it was obvious the one lying down was that annoying guy.
Zheng Xuewen couldn't be bothered to look at this guy, his gaze locked onto the man and woman in front of him.
The aura of the two was very strange; at first glance, they seemed ordinary, but there was a vague, immense pressure.
The man's gaze swept around and saw the iron cage under the eaves.
