"Fine then, you be careful," Yumi turned to Chen Yi, hesitated for a moment, then walked over to speak with him. "Chen Yi, about He Duo's matter, my condolences. If you still have the courage to live, then from now on, can you act with everyone?"
"Huh?" Chen Yi blinked before coming back to his senses. He stood up and apologized, "Sorry, I haven't contributed anything before. Um, I, I don't have any particular goal. Wherever you guys need me, I can help."
Yumi thought for a moment and asked Yue Yang, "You're going over there, do you need anyone?"
Yue Yang looked at Guo Wei, then said after a moment's thought, "Let's bring him along. Those white shadows are difficult to deal with. An extra person can help cover the blind spots."
Guo Wei nodded in agreement. The group walked out of Moyun Hall one after another, preparing to complete their respective tasks.
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Jing Minghe sat leisurely in the sedan chair, yawning. The sedan chair was completely sealed. The curtains, while appearing soft, could not be lifted at all, preventing him from seeing anything outside. He could only sit there and wait.
The sedan chair floated so smoothly that Jing Minghe couldn't feel himself moving at all.
He silently counted the time in his heart. Just as he thought it should be time to arrive at the mayor's house, the sedan chair did not stop but continued to float.
After about five or six minutes, the sedan chair trembled and finally stopped.
Two hulking figures lifted the sedan curtains. Before they could do anything, Jing Minghe proactively stepped out.
The sedan chair had stopped in front of a house adorned with red silk ribbons and red lanterns. Judging by the surroundings, it should be the mayor's house. However, the direction of the main door was opposite to the side he had just searched.
Jing Minghe stepped out of the sedan chair and found himself facing the main door. The moment he steadied himself, before he could look around further, the main door slowly opened.
A hulking figure extended a hand and nudged him, the meaning obvious.
Jing Minghe smiled and raised an eyebrow at the two giants. "Got it, young master here will go meet your little prince."
With that, Jing Minghe didn't hesitate and strode into the room. The moment he stepped inside, the door behind him slammed shut with a bang.
Heh.
Jing Minghe sneered inwardly and scanned his surroundings. The room where the mayor's son lived was not small. A large square table was placed against the wall in the center, with a single candle burning on it. Surrounding the candle were bowls of fresh fruit.
Because there was only one candle, the room was dim except for the area around the square table.
He heard no voices, so Jing Minghe wasn't in a hurry. Just as he was about to observe carefully and plan his escape route, amidst the flickering candlelight, Jing Minghe suddenly noticed something in the corner of the room.
At first, he thought it was the mayor's son, but the person stood there motionless, as if he hadn't seen him at all.
"Hey, you..."
Jing Minghe tried to attract his attention, but the person remained completely still.
Could it be a human statue?
Taking a deep breath, Jing Minghe decided to walk closer and see.
He had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped. Although he couldn't see clearly, he had a vague guess in his heart.
Jing Minghe glanced back. Besides himself, there was only the person in the corner.
To confirm his guess, Jing Minghe continued to approach the person. Once he could see clearly, Jing Minghe's brow furrowed slightly. His guess was correct. Standing in the corner of the room was indeed He Duo, who had been brought in the day before.
He was now certain that He Duo was dead. And from her appearance, she must have been tortured severely before her death. Her clothes were almost torn to shreds, her face was filled with terror and despair, and her exposed skin was covered in various wounds.
She was standing because she was tied to a bamboo pole, seemingly displayed as a piece of art for the room's owner to admire at any time.
Tsk, what a morbid taste.
He Duo's death was expected. Jing Minghe didn't want to waste time on He Duo's corpse. What he wanted to know now was, where was the mayor's son?
Just as Jing Minghe was about to turn, he was suddenly hugged from behind, and a low voice entered his ear. Suzan Novel Network.
"Lan Zhi, baby, you've finally come to see me."
Lan Zhi? Baby?
Who was Lan Zhi? Who was Baby?
Jing Minghe struggled free from the person's embrace and turned to look. A man in wedding attire, with delicate features, stood before him, his face filled with unconcealed joy.
Was this the mayor's son? Did he kill He Duo?
"Baby?"
The man before him reached out as if to touch his face. It was then that Jing Minghe noticed that the man's eyes lacked light and focus.
He couldn't see?
"Baby, you've finally come. They're willing to let you come see me, that's great."
Jing Minghe hesitated about whether to speak, but after some thought, he decided against it. He absolutely could not reveal his identity before extracting any information.
Fortunately, this young master of the mayor's household seemed to not need him to speak, rambling on to himself.
"Baby, from now on, we will never be separated again," the man reached out and grabbed Jing Minghe's wrist, pulling him towards the bed. "Come, let's talk on the bed."
The man held Jing Minghe tightly, as if afraid he would run away, and pulled him to sit on the bed.
"Baby, don't be afraid, they won't hurt you anymore," the man grinned. "I told them, if they dare to hurt you again, I'll become a ghost and I won't let them off!"
Jing Minghe couldn't help but think, whether you are a ghost now or not, I don't know, but your baby is already a real ghost.
"They lied to me before, saying you were dead," the man said, leaning closer and closer to Jing Minghe. "I wanted to go be with you, but then they said you weren't dead. They've been lying to me, all along!"
"Baby? Why aren't you talking? Are you still angry with me?"
As Jing Minghe remained silent, the man's emotions began to fluctuate. Anxiety appeared on his face, and his speech became faster and faster. "Forgive me, baby, I didn't fail to show up. They locked me up. I wanted to go, but I couldn't escape. I've been trying to find a way, really, I'm not lying to you. Baby, you have to believe me, you must believe me, don't ignore me."
Jing Minghe knew that if he remained silent, this man would likely keep repeating apologies and pleas for forgiveness.
There was only one way.
Jing Minghe cleared his throat and tried to soften his voice.
"Why... why didn't they let you see me?"
After asking this, Jing Minghe saw the person before him pause.
Oh no, was he discovered?
Jing Minghe was already prepared to stand up and make a move. The man before him suddenly leaned forward, hugged him tightly, and said with a voice full of grievance.
"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm useless. Don't hate me."