Just hearing his voice, Li Tingze coughed a few times before the corners of his lips slowly hooked up into a smile that was not quite a smile, and he came with a hoarse sentence, "Surname Lu, it really is you!"
Lu Xiao then dragged him up the stairs rapidly, "Shut up!"
His voice was chilling to the extreme, as though he couldn't wait to kill him the next second.
But even as Li Tingze was restrained by him, he didn't seem the least bit afraid, instead, suddenly he started to laugh softly, his laughter growing louder and louder.
As the wooden board was pried open, he was pulled out by Lu Xiao, but the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened even further, eventually he slowly said to him:
"Lu Xiao, is it worth it, to go to such lengths to catch me, deceiving me into prison, arranging an undercover, and now making that kid who stole my antiques obediently divert your attention, you really are something, but—"
