After Qing Shaocheng left, Gouwei Bacao slipped through the crack in the door. There was only a big bed in the room, and an old man was trapped on it with a chain.
The old man was described as thin, as thin as firewood. His eyes were dark and gloomy, and he looked like he was about to die.
Gouwei Bacao sighed in his heart. This old man was really miserable!
However, it could not save him. Firstly, it did not have much spiritual power left. Secondly, even if it broke the old man’s chain, the guards outside would not let him go.
Gouwei Bacao sneakily walked around the house and did not find anything else. It shook its leaves and sneaked out.
When this guy sneaked back to Yun Chujiu’s courtyard, Yun Chujiu was not there. Instead, she went to the Lan family’s ancestor’s courtyard.