The crowd exchanged glances, and under the direction of the middle-aged man nad Uncle Yang, they stopped their inquiries.
He Er spoke quickly, "We’ve been through several chaotic events before, and the incident at Beast Camp was also orchestrated by Young Master ng and his group. Now in the black market, there are roughly estimated to be only about thirty people left, and they’re all just a disorganized bunch. None of the chief stewards are present; the only one left, Steward Guo Wu, and his n are all dead, and Jiang Kuanyu has been captured."
Upon hearing this, an expression of joy flashed across everyone’s faces. Only about thirty people? And the steward is dead, leaving no one of use?
This is truly an incredible opportunity.
He Er continued, "Although there aren’t many people, it’s still a problem. Young Master ng and Monarch Lu Xiang are skilled, but after several battles, they are already exhausted. So we need your help. I know so of you have learned martial arts, and dealing with regular mountain bandits shouldn’t be an issue. With your help, we can quickly subdue everyone here and get out of this hellhole promptly."
The ten or so individuals with martial arts skills, led by Uncle Yang, imdiately responded, "No problem, we’ll help. These scoundrels have made us suffer so much; I’ve long wanted to kill them."
"Yes, yes, I’m also in. These people have tortured us so cruelly, it’s ti to repay them."
He Er glanced at ng Yunzheng and Shu Yu and smiled, "Alright, we’ll release you now. Those brothers without martial arts, just wait here for us. Once everyone is captured, we’ll co to get you out."
After saying this, ng Yunzheng chopped the lock open.
The ten or so people who had spoken earlier ca forward from the crowd. Although the rest wanted to leave too, they exchanged looks and decided against it. They knew this was the only chance and were aware not to be a burden.
Seeing this, He Er discreetly breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly walked towards the cells, asking Old Master Yang along the way, "Uncle Yang, how is my cousin?"
Old Master Yang sighed and pointed inside, "He’s starting to run a fever."
He Er’s expression changed slightly, and he quickened his pace. In no ti, he ca out carrying a five- or six-year-old child.
He approached Shu Yu directly, his expression sowhat pleading, "Monarch Lu Xiang, do you have any fever-reducing dicine? This is my cousin; he’s very hot right now and needs so dicine to reduce the fever."
He had seen ng Yunzheng hand a large pile of dicine to Shu Yu earlier. Although he didn’t know exactly what they were for, Uncle ng was seriously injured and had a fever. After Young Master ng fed him a few pills, he seed much better.
Shu Yu was surprised, "Your cousin?"
He Er nodded. Yesterday, because his cousin was unwell, he went to ask the black market people to find a doctor to take a look. The others were impatient, and He Er couldn’t hold back and cursed at them. Consequently, maybe because the person was in a bad mood, they dragged him away without a word, intending to send him to Beast Camp to feed the beasts.
However, as a result, he encountered ng Pei and his life was spared.
Originally, after escaping danger, he wanted to check on how his cousin was doing as soon as possible, but the outside was still dangerous, and with Guo Wu and Jiang Kuanyu not yet captured, he, being a re scholar with no strength, couldn’t do it, and it was more likely to implicate the ng family mbers.
So, even though he was very worried, he endured until ng Yunzheng killed Guo Wu, Jiang Kuanyu was captured, and Shu Yu proposed releasing the people from the cells.
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