"I'm not blaming you."
Tang Ming snorted coldly.
"Tang, Young Master Tang, I am the only one in the Zhou family who knows your whereabouts, but I swear to heaven, I absolutely haven't told anyone about it."
Zhou Zhen shouted, his face pale: "Young Master Tang has been a great benefactor to our Zhou family; no matter what, I couldn't possibly betray you!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Ming squinted his eyes and didn't speak.
The members of the Zhou family held their breath, not daring to exhale loudly.
"If there's no problem on your end, then walls have ears."
A moment later, Tang Ming suddenly rose, then disappeared from his original spot.
"What happened?"
Zhou Dafu and the others began to feel suspicious.
"Ah, help, help!"
Just then, a miserable cry came from outside.
Zhou Dafu and his companions hurriedly ran out of the hall, only to see Tang Ming standing beneath the window, holding a servant in the air.
"Grandpa Zhou, who is this person?"
