The person who barged in was Huan Yuan.
His expression was panicked, as if he feared something, and upon bursting in and catching sight of Chu Yu holding a copper basin, not knowing what she was about to do, he just stood there stunned until he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Chu Yu was safe for the moment, Huan Yuan felt a bit more at ease. Only then did he take the time to look around the room, but when he swept his gaze over and saw Yue Jiefei bound up like a rice dumpling, his expression shook. When his eyes moved again, they landed on Tian Rujing tied to a chair, his fair face dotted with seven or eight pretty red spots, and his head haphazardly bound with more than a dozen little braids.