This voice...
Xiaoxin's back stiffened, he stopped in his tracks, and his mind started to whirl rapidly.
There was still about three zhang from the entrance, there was no rushing out.
Even if he did rush out, he would be quickly captured and brought back.
It seemed, he couldn't escape, could he?
At that instant, Xiaoxin's heart sank to the bottom.
He was prepared, if he truly got caught, he would bite his own tongue and commit suicide, absolutely not suffering the torture from Little Linzi.
He had no relatives in this world, he was alone.
Leaving like this, it seemed there weren't too many regrets.
As he thought this, the person behind him had already approached, it was the guard who had just been outside Wei Jin's study.
Xiaoxin's relationship with him wasn't too bad; they had previously worked together, but after he was demoted to a second-class servant, their conversations had lessened.
Xiaoxin could understand, it was avoiding suspicion.
