C1134 Xuanyuan Lang Was in the Woodshed

Without the grand entrance of the Kong Mansion, the night felt eerily quiet, with not a sound to disturb the stillness.

In the backyard, by the woodshed.

Qianqiu, Mo Tong, and Xue Tu huddled in a corner, their eyes fixed on the opposite side.

There, a person sat tightly bound, covered in straw, with only their head visible.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, Wolf Lord," said Kong Xuan