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Wang Chi lay on the ground, confusion and shock in his eyes. He would never have imagined that the so-called reward from the Prime Minister would turn out to be this.
"Hmph! Only the dead can keep secrets." Gong Shangnan glanced at the lifeless body on the floor, then bent down to hoist Mo Wen and left the room.
In the secret chamber, Mo Wen slowly regained consciousness. The dim light fell on his face as he opened his eyes, only to find himself tied to a chair. A sense of dread filled him as he attempted to circulate his Kung Fu, only to realize that his meridians had been sealed.
"Are you Er Gou?" A figure emerged from the corner, cloaked in a robe that obscured their face, their voice altered.
"Who are you?" At this moment, Mo Wen understood that after surviving a calamity, he had been captured. The fact that he could still utter his name, He Er Gou, indicated that this was not merely a robbery. However, he couldn't recall offending anyone while using that name.
"That's good to hear. Someone has offered a high price for me to cripple you. If it weren't for that person's noble status, I might actually hesitate to do it." For Gong Shangnan, whether the person tied to the chair was truly He Er Gou was irrelevant; what mattered was how closely he matched the descriptions in his master's letter.
"Heh! Since you intend to cripple me, why wait until I wake up? Are you trying to inform me who sent you?" With no hope of escape, Mo Wen quickly calmed himself. Hearing that this cloaked figure intended to cripple him only piqued his curiosity about the noble enemy they spoke of. What kind of grudge could warrant such an action? If they truly intended to harm him, why not do it while he was unconscious? Did villains enjoy revealing their identities or were they merely trying to intimidate him? Though filled with questions, his expression remained neutral.
"Tsk tsk! You do possess some courage; it's rare for someone your age to remain so composed." The cloaked figure did not respond to Mo Wen's words but was now more convinced that this person was indeed the He Er Gou he sought.
"Then let’s get started!" Mo Wen fixed his gaze on the cloaked figure. Denying being He Er Gou at this point would be futile; it was better to test their true intentions.
"Are you looking forward to it?" Gong Shangnan sensed something was off. This He Er Gou not only showed no fear but seemed somewhat eager. Why was that? Did he have some hidden trump card? It was said that he had a master—could it be that his master would come to rescue him?
"Since you've caught me already and your Realm is certainly higher than mine, I have no way to resist. Instead of dragging this out, why not give me a quick end?" Mo Wen looked at the cloaked figure across from him. The person wore a cloak as if afraid he might recognize them. Could they be someone he knew? But he had only a few acquaintances; he had used the name He Er Gou only in Yinzhou, Nameless Town, and Cold Ice City. Aside from offending the Wang family in Moro City, he hadn't wronged anyone else. Noble status—aside from Yin Jianren and Zhu Xiaohong, there were no others; could they be trying to scare him?
"You seem aware of your situation; no one can come to save you." Mo Wen's calmness made Gong Shangnan uneasy; he wanted to probe whether He Er Gou truly had a master.
"Haha! You're afraid!" Mo Wen laughed heartily. The other party was clearly worried someone might come to rescue him. His eyes remained fixed on the cloaked Gong Shangnan, eager to discern who this person really was.
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