The shriek sounded terribly familiar to Zheng Zhuhe, who was outside the courtyard. 'But that shouldn't be possible.'
At the same time, Zeng Quan and the others frowned fiercely. 'What is this Fake Lu Chao doing? We just thought he was about to retreat into the courtyard and escape.'
The next moment, Lu Chao's voice rang out, "Wu Yiyi, I hear you've been insulting me?"
As soon as he heard the name "Wu Yiyi," Zheng Zhuhe's expression changed drastically.
Before he could react...
Lu Chao emerged from the courtyard, dragging a woman in a yellow dress.
The woman in yellow struggled desperately, shrieking, "Fake Lu Chao, how dare you drag me like this! You're so cruel."
But Lu Chao had already stopped and simply let her go.
Finally, the woman in the yellow dress struggled to her feet. Everyone saw that both of her cheeks were swollen with the clear imprint of a hand. Her hair was disheveled, and her dress was filthy from being dragged by Lu Chao.
