"Bring him in."
A moment later, two attendants carried an iron cage into the hall.
Chu Qing saw the person inside the cage and his expression slightly darkened:
"Brother Gongyang, what is the meaning of this?"
Chu Qing didn't recognize the man, who looked quite young, around eighteen or nineteen.
He was curled up inside the cage, seemingly lost in a sweet dream, with a smile on his face.
However, it wasn't hard to see the man had suffered a lot, with bruises on his face and hands that hadn't fully healed.
Gongyang Chou quickly explained:
"Third Young Master misunderstood, he wasn't captured by us... but... but..."
He paused here, a bit conflicted, with a somewhat peculiar expression on his face.
Chu Qing was puzzled:
"Just say it..."
"He ran to Heaven-Reaching Ridge on his own."
Gongyang Chou said helplessly:
