He shouted toward the alley entrance, "Have the men fetched Young Master Guo yet? Hurry and bring him over for Xiao Shunzi to see, so he can rest easy."
Lian Musu stood behind Hu Miaomiao, having confirmed this person was indeed Hu Miaomiao, precisely as Lian Bingcheng had described in his cursing: fair-skinned, plump, verbose, with words more pleasant than song, and so forth.
Hearing the news from Guo Neng, Lian Musu straightened up and dropped his hands, his fists unconsciously clenching as he looked toward the alley entrance with a frosty expression.
Shortly after, a crisp "Yes" was heard in response; then footsteps approached and the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground followed.
Lian Musu instinctively walked forward a few steps, drawing closer to Hu Miaomiao, his eyes fixed on the heavy basket. Guo Neng, the long-lost Guo Neng—it seemed heaven finally allowed this brute to fall into the net, a truly satisfying turn of events!
