An Baobei hesitated, unwilling to move the sword away from his neck: "But you still haven't told me about the whereabouts of my father and mother. And why did you lock me in here?"
Ning Zihan had already concluded in his mind that An Baobei had mental issues, so he didn't argue with her anymore; otherwise, they could go on until dawn without a resolution. This person's skills were truly exceptional, she had a very dangerous sword in hand, and combined with possible mental issues, she could really go on a killing spree with it.
He simply said, "I didn't lock you up. I don't even know how you got here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so angry just now and called in the housekeeper, misunderstanding that you wanted to climb into my bed; as for your parents, I really have no idea."
