Joseph stood outside the open-air cafe in the city center and listened to Yu Qingliu's malicious questioning. Then, he looked at the girl sitting there leisurely drinking water.
He wanted to laugh but could not. Under the extreme convulsions, his expression looked especially twisted and ridiculous.
He tried his best to calm down before saying to Yu Qingliu, "She's still here and has no intention of escaping."
Yu Qingliu heaved a sigh of relief. His tone was slightly heavy, and he wished he could immediately kill his way to Qiao Nian and ask for his granddaughter. "That's good."
"Good?" Joseph's lips twitched. "What's good about it?"
He looked in the direction of the royal residence from the corner of his eye. He did not have time to waste with Yu Qingliu, so he briefly explained the current situation to him.
