Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
The little boy's mouth kept moving, but he couldn't utter a single intelligible word, only a series of unclear sounds.
Jiang Wei observed carefully and said, "Ancestor, this little guy is mute!"
"Dumb? Born that way?" Ye Feng frowned.
“It wasn’t congenital. His tongue must have been cut off by someone, and it wasn’t something that happened recently. Judging from the extent of his tongue’s recovery, it must have been cut off at least a year ago!” Jiang Wei said heavily.
Zijing exclaimed, "He's so young! What crime could he have committed that warrants cutting out his tongue? That's too cruel!"
Ye Feng's brows furrowed tightly, and his expression was quite unpleasant.
Jiang Wei thought for a moment and said, "Ancestor, Miss Zijing, he probably didn't have his tongue cut out because of a crime. He is most likely a mute servant of some important person."
"A mute servant?" Zijing was even more puzzled.
"Yes, the mute servant."
Jiang Wei nodded and continued, "Some important figures need servants to serve them, but they are worried that the servants will know too much and reveal their secrets. So they will specially select some mute servants to serve them."
“These mute servants are illiterate and cannot write, nor can they speak. So, unless there are methods like soul-searching, no one can get the information they want from them.”
Upon hearing Jiang Wei's words, Zijing was momentarily speechless.
Night Wind sighed and said, "Let's not talk about that for now. Let's ask him if he knows Chen He. Since he recognizes the mark on your armor, it means he has most likely met Chen He. Maybe we'll get lucky and find Chen He through him."
"Yes, Ancestor!"
Jiang Wei nodded, then looked at the little boy and asked, "Little guy, how do you recognize this mark on my chest? Where have you seen it before?"
The little boy shouted urgently, but neither Jiang Wei nor Ye Feng could understand his "Aba Aba" sounds.
Suddenly, Zijing ran over and stood in front of the little boy.
“Aba aba! Aba!” Zijing said.
"Aba! Aba aba aba!" The little boy nodded repeatedly.
"Aba?" Zijing asked in confusion.
"Aba aba aba..." the little boy said quickly, gesturing continuously.
Ye Feng and Jiang Wei were overjoyed to see this.
They really didn't expect that Zijing could communicate with this mute boy!
After a while, Bauhinia returned.
"What did he say?" Ye Feng asked hurriedly.
Zijing shook her head and said, "I don't know, I can't understand what he's saying."
"Didn't you just have a smooth conversation with him?" Ye Feng asked.
"That's what you call communication? I just thought Aba Aba was funny, so I just imitated his speech." Zijing said with a matter-of-fact expression.
Night Wind could no longer hold back and delivered a sharp rap on Zijing's head, causing her to clutch her head and scream in pain.
Jiang Wei took a deep breath before finally suppressing his anger.
If it weren't for Ye Feng's sake, Jiang Wei might have drawn his sword and attacked!
"This is not the time to joke around!"
Jiang Wei said angrily, glared at Zijing again, and then turned back to look at the little boy.
The mute boy was extremely anxious. Suddenly, he thought of something, pointed into the distance, grabbed Jiang Wei's hand, and pulled him hard twice.
"Where are you taking us? What's there?" Jiang Wei asked.
“Aba aba aba…” the mute boy said.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked you," Jiang Wei said, covering his face.
Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, let's go with him and take a look."
"What if there's an enemy ambush over there?" Zijing asked.
"With a Saint Realm expert like me here, what do you have to worry about?" Ye Feng said irritably.
"That's true! It feels so good to have someone backing you up, hehehe..."
Night Breeze ignored Zijing and followed the mute boy into the depths of the woods with Jiang Wei.
About half an hour later, a very simple wooden hut appeared not far in front of Ye Feng and Jiang Wei Zijing.
Judging from the appearance of that hut, it was most likely a temporary resting place built by hunters in the forest.
It was so rudimentary that it didn't even have doors or windows; the doors and windows were just two holes, which couldn't block out people or even the wind.
The little boy let go of Jiang Wei's hand as soon as they arrived and ran excitedly toward the cabin.
Then a man's booming voice echoed from inside the cabin: "Didn't I tell you not to come here! I'm about to die, you know that? I'm beyond saving!"
"Get out of here, stay away from me, don't touch me... You little bastard, do you know you're courting death!"
Isn't that Chen He's voice?
Ye Feng immediately quickened his pace, and Zijing and Jiang Wei hurriedly followed.
Before long, the three of them entered the small house together and appeared in front of Chen He.
Chen He was lying on the ground against the wall, disheveled and in a sorry state. If it weren't for the fact that his armor was shining brightly in the sunlight, he would have looked like a homeless man!
"Lord City Lord, what brings you here?" Chen He asked Ye Feng in shock.
“Something happened in Silla City, and then you suddenly lost contact, so we sensed something was wrong with you and came to help you,” Ye Feng explained.
"What happened in Silla City?" Chen He asked again, looking very nervous.
"It's nothing serious. One of the unlucky civilians that Rowling bought from Jiangxia City suddenly exploded. His entire body seemed to have turned into a bomb," Night Wind replied.
"They really are people of flesh and blood!" Chen He gritted his teeth.
But then Chen He asked, "Are Madam and Miss alright?"
The "Madam" Chen He referred to was Luo Lin, and the "Miss" was Luo Qing.
"Are you really that loyal? You're about to die, and you still have time to care about others?" Zijing asked with a smile.
“Madam and Miss are my saviors. Without them, I would have been eaten by wild beasts,” Chen He said.
Ye Feng laughed and said, "Don't worry, Luo Lin and Qing'er are doing very well. They are currently managing Xinluo City for me, which is why I was able to come here."
"It's so good that Madam and Miss are alright," Chen He said, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Now tell me what's really going on here?" Night Wind asked.
Chen He nodded and began to recount the story from the beginning.
“I realized something was wrong last night. I was stranded in Jiangxia City, wandering between taverns and inns, asking around for information about the refugee settlement. For some reason, I suddenly had a strong premonition that something bad was hiding in Jiangxia City.”