The servant was running away with all his might.

Although he has never risked his life for anyone in his life, that doesn't stop him from being able to escape!

At that moment, another figure descended from the sky.

It is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves people from suffering.

It is not the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva either.

Instead, it's the Dragon Shadow Guard!

The servant's face immediately turned ashen.

It's so moldy?

Is he really not a piece of moldy, grass-covered stinky tofu?

"Young man, don't be afraid, we're not bad people." Wang Fu approached with a smile, looking exactly like a professional child trafficker.

Pooh!

You old rascal, you're really wicked!

If you weren't bad people, then the whole world would be full of good people.

The servant cried out silently, his legs trembling with fear, yet he still clung tightly to his brother's arm. Such unwavering loyalty would move anyone who witnessed it not to sigh at the profound and moving brotherly bond!

The brother was also deeply moved: "Big brother, don't worry about me, you run! Once you call me big brother, I'll be a big brother for life. Let go, big brother, whether we live or die is our fate!"

The servant, with tears in his eyes, pleaded, "Little brother, I'm uneducated and don't know how to speak properly, but what I really want to say is, I let go a long time ago, could you please let go of my... belt?"

He wanted to escape!

But he couldn't bear to part with the belt that had been with him for decades, the belt that held his fate tightly by the throat!

"I can't loosen it, I can't loosen it, brother! Your belt won't stay tight without me!"

"I'd rather never tie it tight!"

The two brothers, struggling to escape, were locked in a fierce struggle over a faded waistband, their faces contorted with rage and barely able to separate.

Ji Yan: "..."

How could a frizzy-haired hamster trust such a not-so-bright fool to do things for her?

Wang Fu: "..."

How could the Empress trust such a dim-witted fool to do things for her?

Dragon Shadow Guard: "..."

How could the master's wife trust such a not-so-bright fool to do things for her?

The three, master and servant, fell into deep thought.

Well, since it was chosen by his concubine, even if he's a good-for-nothing, he'll be the most extraordinary one among the good-for-nothings!

Ji Yan thought so, and decided to selectively ignore it, glancing at Wang Fu.

The latter immediately understood, took a few steps forward, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, placed it on the ground, and kicked it.

"His Majesty has shown great kindness, knowing that you have a mission, and has come specially to deliver medicine to you."

Delivering medicine?

Weren't we here to see him off?

The servant looked at the porcelain vase at his feet, trembling, and didn't dare to take it. He really wanted to kick it back untouched.

Who knows if it's medicine or poison?

If even one more word were uttered, this world would lose a dog's life!

He needs to be meticulous.

The servant remained calm and collected, thinking to himself that as long as the enemy didn't move, he wouldn't freeze no matter who moved first. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he met the tyrant's deep and stern black eyes.

thump--

It was like falling into a raging undercurrent in the dead of winter.

In that instant, the servant's mind, which had been in a daze for decades, seemed to understand a principle.

As human beings, we should face difficulties head-on, be fearless, and challenge the unknown!

He had never been so lucid before!

So the servant immediately picked up the porcelain bottle and put it in his pocket.

This is not cowardice.

It comes from the heart.

The servant, having completed his task, discovered that the tyrant was still staring at him with that scrutinizing and murderous gaze.

The main problem is that he's not even as good-looking as half a fingernail of the Alliance Leader; otherwise, he would have suspected that the Tyrant had taken a liking to him.

After thinking for a moment, the servant took out the porcelain bottle again, uncorked it, and blew into it.

"Hiccup~"

He drank it all in one gulp.

The servant grinned obsequiously, not forgetting to turn the porcelain bottle upside down and shake it for the tyrant to see.

"Your Majesty, the bottle is empty. Are you satisfied now?"

"...Are you dissatisfied because you don't speak?"

"Then the little one should lick the bottle clean too."

"Wait, wait, wait... isn't this a topical medicine?" Wang Fu asked in shock.

The Dragon Shadow Guard was also quite surprised: "I don't know, but it's definitely not for internal use."

Wang Fu stroked his chin: "What would happen if it were taken internally?"

The Dragon Shadow Guard also stroked his chin: "If he's not dead, he won't die."

Ji Yan scoffed, uttering four words lightly: "Utterly foolish."

The servant looked aggrieved: You are a tyrant, and everything you say is right.

But why didn't the other two lackeys say so earlier?

When they were threatening him with their eyes to make him take the medicine, they didn't have this expression!

Is it really necessary to spout this nonsense now?!

The servant was on the verge of tears.

Waaah, leader, leader, leader, how can I live without you, leader?

The medicine was given by Liang Heng. It was said to be newly prepared, and no one knew how effective it was. The three of them, master and servant, had no experience and had never used it before. They were very worried that this person might use his intelligence to poison them to death.

It wouldn't have mattered if he had died.

I just don't know how to explain this to the frizzy hamster.

Ji Yan resisted the urge to shove the fool into a crevice in the rock and pry him out, and coldly asked the servant, "How do you feel about your fate?"

Is it hard or not?

If it's hard, it won't kill you with poison.

If it's not too hard, it won't kill you with poison in a short time.

As long as he doesn't die too quickly, he can finish the task assigned by his little hamster on time.

Even Shen Jiao couldn't guess what the tyrant was thinking, so how could this dull-witted servant possibly figure it out?

He immediately declared with great emotion, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!"

Wang Fu, despite his advanced age, was momentarily speechless at the man's loud voice, but replied sincerely, "You're full of energy, you won't die, you won't die."

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