"Greetings, Mr. Xiao!"
Sikong Nan stood in front of Xiao Yi with a face full of solemn respect, meticulous in his demeanor.
This scene left the crowd around the platform in utter shock, "Isn't Lord Sikong here to help Jia? Why, why is he showing such respect to Xiao Yi instead?"
"What on earth is going on?"
Jia Sichun was thoroughly confused.
The moment they saw Sikong Nan, everyone, including Jia, thought he was there to help them.
But then...
It was as if Sikong Nan didn't even see him.
It felt like an invisible slap had fiercely struck his face, causing a burning sting on his cheek. Gnashing his teeth, he said, "Sikong Nan, do you not see that this young master is trapped here? Won't you lend a hand and rescue me?"
"Shut up!"
Xiao Yi kicked, shattering all of Jia Sichun's teeth, then turned to Sikong Nan, "Lord Sikong, what brings you to me?"
Sikong Nan's respectful stance didn't waver, "Mr. Xiao, Elder Wang wishes to see you!"
"Elder Wang?"