Xiao Tianhao licked his lips: "Forget it, I’ll go interrogate them again. Maybe I can still get sothing out of them."
For so reason.
The people caught from the Southern Border afterwards yielded nothing during interrogation. They even seed to share an inexplicable understanding, as if all their testimonies had been coordinated.
Xiao Tianhao left.
The whole prison soon reeked of blood.
Chu Heng entered Bai Lan’s cell.
Bai Lan noticed him coming in and still had the mood to greet him: "Lord Chu, long ti no see."
"Hmm." Chu Heng sat down on the stool, his steady face revealing no emotion: "Miss Bai, are you still planning to hide?"
"Lord Chu, I know you want to get useful information from , but I really don’t know more. After all, I ca to the capital just to et her." Bai Lan’s face was pale, her whole being seed extrely fragile, like a patch of green in the snowy field, having lost most of its vitality, barely holding on.
Chu Heng looked at her: "If you wish to spare Bai Yao’s life, you know it’s wise to cooperate with now."
"Before things get worse."
Bai Lan froze for a mont, even her smile was strained. She lowered her head in silence for a while, then looked at Chu Heng, as if trying to see what he was truly thinking.
"Lord Chu, even you can’t guarantee her safety, can you?" she suddenly said.
Chu Heng was not flustered by being exposed, calmly nodded: "Hmm, I’m not confident I can keep her completely safe, but if this continues, it’s either you die or I perish, with no other possibilities."
"Is this how Miss Bai wishes it to develop?"
Under Chu Heng’s consistently composed gaze, Bai Lan’s resolute heart wavered for a brief mont.
"Lord Chu, I..." Bai Lan hesitated: "I would like to see her one last ti, I can help persuade her."
Chu Heng didn’t respond, rely observing her coldly.
Bai Lan inexplicably felt a surge of anger: "Could it be that Lord Chu’s previous words were all lies? All I ask is to see her, there’s no way to leave this prison unless we turned into mosquitoes with so many people here."
"Or does Lord Chu not truly believe in himself?"
"I can agree to let you et, but it’s not because of the things you purposefully say. You can take your ti to consider your choices. I hope you won’t lead yourself to ruin." Chu Heng wasn’t angered by her sarcasm, nor did he exhibit any extra emotion.
Bai Lan’s face gradually cald down, returning to her usual indifferent deanor.
Watching Chu Heng’s departing figure, her lips moved: "Thank you."
Chu Heng paid no attention and left swiftly.
After leaving the prison, Chu Heng, accompanied by guards, headed to the North City.
Chu family.
At dawn.
Madam Wang, carrying large bags and accompanied by the children, visited to see Ye Muyu.
Ye Muyu had rested for a full day and night, nearly recovered.
Though Madam Wang ca over, she dared not speak too loudly, creating a gentle atmosphere that even made Chu Qingyu feel unaccustod.
"Mother, you’re speaking so softly it’s making more afraid." Chu Bo’s leg injury had scabbed over, but he still used a cane for better recovery.
At his teasing remark, Madam Wang rolled her eyes, extending the Iron Sand Palm: "Say that one more ti."
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