This small courtyard looked like an abandoned courtyard. The floor was littered with fallen leaves and no one was cleaning it up. He had originally thought that it was a pair of wild ducks burning up here. Just as he was about to jump over, he suddenly paused when he heard the voice.
"Madam, your skin is really tender. Master is really unappreciative, leaving a treasure like you behind."
A vulgar male voice sounded, followed by a female voice giggling.
When Lin Zhiqing heard this, he froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was full of hatred.
He walked over with a dark expression and kicked open the door. The two people inside were shocked. The servant immediately softened, thinking that he had been discovered. The servant did not even look at the person entering the room and immediately rolled off the bed. The servant knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy.
