In the sitting room of the luxurious, vast mansion, a middle-aged man sat on the couch. From his darting eyes and sweaty face, it was clear to everyone that he was anxious and nervous.
When Gui Xiaoxu stepped into the spacious, luxurious sitting room, this was the sight that greeted him.
"Paternal Uncle, long time no see," Gui Xiaoxu said, his cold voice devoid of emotion.
The moment his voice echoed in the sitting room, Gui Sihong shuddered and turned around almost instinctively.
When he saw Gui Xiaoxu approaching with Ke Ting following close behind, he clenched his sweaty hands and forced out a smile uglier than a crying face.
"Nephew, you also know it's been a long time since we last met. How could you send these brutes to kidnap your uncle? If you want to see me, just make a call, and Uncle will surely come to meet you."
Listening to Gui Sihong's hypocritical words, Gui Xiaoxu calmly took a seat on the single couch.
