Part 7.10

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Kang Run laid on his stomach motionlessly on the roof, looking in the direction of the street corner. Suddenly, his eyes sharpened and he quickly flipped off the roof, jumped into the room from the window and shook the unconscious Zou Lan on the bed to wake him. "Wake up. The soldiers on searching duty are coming."

Zou Lan's eyes were tightly shut and he was unresponsive.

"Tsk, he is really weak. Just curing the poison and he faints for so long." Kang Run looked at him in disgust. He took out a silver needle from his clothes and pricked Zou Lan with it. He watched as Zou Lan's eyelids trembled and waited for him to wake up before he quickly said, "There's a secret cellar near the back. Go hide in it. I'll watch the government soldiers' movements outside. Don't come out without my permission, understand?"

However, Zou Lan acted like he didn't hear him at all. When he woke up, he immediately went to touch his face. After seeing the dirty black blood on his hands, he let out a piercing scream and looked at Kang Run in terror. "My face! What happened to my face? Brother Kang Run, wasn't it an antidote? Why did my face become like this? Is my face ruined?"

"Be quiet!" Kang Run regret waking him up after seeing his reaction and raised his hand to knock him out. He didn't expect that Zou Lan was so agile when he was very emotional. After avoiding his hand, Zou Lan held onto his arm and continued to cry, "Brother Kang Run, you have to save me. Heal my face, I don't want to live like this forever. You have to save me!"

After estimating the time it would take for the government soldiers to get from the street to this house, Kang Run became increasingly anxious. He tore Zou Lan off his arm and threatened him, "Shout again and I'll directly throw you out. If you don't want to die, shut up and go to the back door. Quickly!"

Zou Lan was frightened by the murderous look on his face. The arm that was holding onto Kang Run trembled a little before slowly loosening.

There was an unexpected, slight tingling sensation on Kang Run's arm, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Seeing that Zou Lan finally obediently went to the back door, he quickly turned to the window and looked out from the crack. His right hand touched the flexible sword wrapped around his waist.

"Brother Kang Run."

He stopped his movements, turned his head and sneered impatiently, "Why haven't you left yet? Do you really want to die?"

Zou Lan, with a hideously messy face covered with black blood, suddenly smiled and waved at him, "Thank you for saving me. I wish you a safe trip to the underworld."

"Did you become insane? Still not—" His voice abruptly stopped as an excruciating pain suddenly rose from his arm and spread quickly throughout his whole body. He looked at Zou Lan incredulously, and the flexible sword fell from his hand. "You..."

With a thud, he fell flat on his face.

Zou Lan went up to kick him while wiping his face with his sleeve and looking down at his fingernails. He sneered, "Men are truly unreliable and useless things... Useless trash, it's a waste that Grandmother trusted you so much!" He crouched down and searched Kang Run's body for all the hidden weapons on him. He listened to the movements outside the house, lifted his clothes and then ran towards the back door.

When Ye Zhizhou woke up, it was already dark and Shen Tingwei still hadn't returned. His overused spiritual power recovered quite a bit. After he got up and freshened up, he called for a guard to ask, "Have they still not caught them yet?"

The guard lowered his head. "The general looked for the criminals in the location based on your instructions, and indeed found traces of the prisoner there...But the prisoner is... missing."

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