There seems to be a person inside the burlap sack, their body constantly wriggling, emitting indistinct sounds.
The crowd was whispering among themselves.
"How is there a living person?"
"What's going on?"
Amid confused expressions from the crowd, Su Xiaoxiao reached out and untied the sack.
Soon, a familiar face emerged from within.
Someone in the workshop quickly recognized them and exclaimed, "Isn't that Master Wang's apprentice, Xiao Zhao?"
"What's going on? Why is Xiao Zhao in the sack?"
The crowd murmured among themselves, even Liang Guofu looked over bewildered, holding his stomach.
Under the crowd's gaze, Xiao Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and seeing the scene before him, he was startled.
What happened? How did he end up here?
Last night, he remembered separating from his master and was preparing to go home, when he was suddenly knocked unconscious...
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
He glared angrily at Su Xiaoxiao, but couldn't make a sound as his mouth was gagged.
