Yang Chuxia didn't hesitate, quickly closed the door, and when she turned around, she saw Old Mu throw the sack to the ground as if he were tossing a pig.
Ye Zi'an then swiftly stepped forward to untie the sack, and Yang Chuxia saw a messy head appear. When Ye Zi'an fully opened the sack, a person whose clothes were in tatters, looking like a street beggar, appeared.
"Who is this person? How did he end up like this?" Yang Chuxia asked.
Ye Zi'an shook his head helplessly, "A once noble imperial figure."
With just that one sentence, Yang Chuxia instantly understood who this person was.
"Uncle, why did you bring him out?" Ye Zi'an hadn't discussed the matter with Yang Chuxia, so she was still bewildered at this moment.
