A moment later.
Zhi'er sat on the cleaned table.
Underneath her bottom was the round-faced man's outer robe.
The little one pouted her pink lips, with big eyes, innocently looking at the three men standing in front of her.
She glanced to the side with her watery eyes and saw the kidnapper beaten unconscious lying behind them.
Just now, they finally realized what "Old Xu" meant.
The pockmarked man crossed his arms and sighed repeatedly.
"Mouse. Just say mouse, don't say Xu. We thought there was something ambushing us here."
"See, now we've knocked out one of our own. Little girl, you can't do us like that. We're supposed to take you to see your father."
Zhi'er's long eyelashes fluttered as she pitifully said, "But I've always called it Old Xu."
Lai Si waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, let's not worry about it."
It's pointless to trouble a child, she doesn't understand.
Once we see that young lord, we'll just ask for an extra reward!
Lai Si thought impatiently.
