It wasn't easy escaping from Duoya City, and he had never been in such a sorry state in his life. He was transported out like a dead dog, as trash!
He could not guarantee that he would be able to leave if he went in again.
"Pft." Marquess Ning turned to look at Zhan Beixiao. "If Zhan Beiye hadn't relented, do you think you could've escaped from Duoya City with your brain?"
"What do you mean?"
Zhan Beixiao did not understand. What did he mean? Did he say that he had escaped from Duoya City because Zhan Beiye let him go on purpose?
That's impossible! How could Zhan Beiye let him off on purpose?
"Do you know how much Yueming Emperor paid Zhan Beiye for his son? Ming Fucheng couldn't even escape from Zhan Beiye. Now that you've managed to escape, do you really think you're capable?"
Marquess Ning was amused. Did his grandson really think he was so capable?
