Liangzi looked at Zhuangzi from the corner of his eyes, indicating for him to speak quickly.
Zhuangzi lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Stop talking."
He had been woken up from the sack last night. He was different from Liangzi. There were still knife marks on his fingers. Gu Yundong's cold and sinister expression last night had left a deep impression in his heart.
Seeing that he was not cooperating, Liangzi gritted his teeth in anger and shouted at Big Qian and Gousheng, "Tell me, did I say anything wrong? Did this brat get a wild man to knock us out last night and beat us up for the entire day?"
The two of them looked at each other and were about to answer when they were kicked by Zhuangzi. Although their bodies and hands were tied, their feet were free.
"Ouch," they both cried, momentarily at a loss for words.
They were actually still a little confused. Why had they been knocked unconscious and tied up here? What was going on?
