"You're here." When Qiao Yanhui saw Xu Qing, he immediately went forward.
Xu Qing looked at Ao Jie, who was tied to the chair, and asked, "Why didn't you gag his mouth?"
"Don't worry about him. If he doesn't have any energy left, he'll shut up. Come, eat something." Qiao Yanhui took the breakfast prepared on the table.
"Alright, I'm hungry too." Xu Qing sat down with a smile and ate with relish.
Ao Jie was enraged. He had not drunk a single drop of water for a day and a night. Now, he was watching others eat. Who could understand his suffering?
"Don't worry about others next time. Eat your fill first." Qiao Yanhui had also heard that Xu Qing had gone out to save people, but he couldn't out a stop to the rumors.
"Got it." Xu Qing didn't say anything else.
Ao Jie, who was at the side, couldn't help but curse, "Hurry up and untie me! I'm hungry."
