"Then should we save this person or not?" Xu Qing was a little hesitant.
Qiao Yanhui looked at the unique clothes that that person was wearing and said in a low voice, "Qiao Jun, carry him away!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yanhui's expression instantly darkened.
This was because just as Qiao Jun carried the man on his back, a portrait fell from the man's arms. There was nothing wrong with him having a portrait, but the problem was that the person in this portrait was actually Xu Qing!
The veins on Qiao Yanhui's forehead bulged. Why didn't he notice that someone had secretly drawn his wife just now?
