The moment Ji Sifei saw the middle-aged man, her expression wildly changed.
The middle-aged man who was tightly bound turned out to be her father, who had just reunited with Ji Sifei not long ago.
"Shentian Guxue? What do you mean?"
Ji Sifei, upon seeing this, immediately became full of anxiety and worry as she stared directly at Shentian Guxue.
Despite the situation, Shentian Guxue remained seated gracefully on the cushion, delicately lifting a teacup with her slender hand as if nothing had happened, and softly said to Ji Sifei,
"Miss Si Fei, please have some tea."
"Release my father at once!"
Ji Sifei was in no mood for tea; she knocked away the teacup the maid offered, spilling the tea onto the floor.
"Damn it!"