The man in black looked at Ivy River, confused, "Wait, are you talking to me?"
Ivy River scolded coldly, "Who else could it be? Is there a friend of mine here or something? If I'm not talking to you, who am I talking to? A ghost, maybe?"
The man in black couldn't help but glance around the surroundings, then looked at Ivy River's tied hands and feet.
They had kidnapped so many people, but this was the first time they encountered something like this.
Why wasn't the person in front of them scared at all!
"Can you show us some respect? After all, we did bring you here tied up... Even if you don't give us any face, at least give some respect to the ropes tying you up."
"Alright, I'll respect the ropes. Now tell me, who instructed you to tie me up, Cyrus Brown?"
Ivy River spoke intentionally, though she already knew in her heart who it was.
Cyrus Brown wouldn't dare to do something like this.
