When Luo Xi looked closer, she saw that he was coughing up blood.

"Okay, I understand. You should stay quiet and get some rest."

"Cough, cough!" Jiuxian coughed for a while before stopping.

He struggled to sit up and leaned against the wall: "It's just a little internal injury, nothing serious, much better than before."

Perhaps because of his injury, Jiuxian looked more vulnerable than usual.

Loxi: "..."

"It wasn't easy for you to get to sit in the host's position, was it?"

Although they had known each other for many days and Luo Xi had already considered him a friend, she really knew nothing about Jiu Xian's private affairs.

Not easy? Jiuxian was stunned for a long time, and memories of the past instantly surfaced in his mind.

"It's alright, all we do every day is kill people, right? Kill people to get an extra bite to eat, kill people to steal a warm coat, kill people to avoid being eliminated."

"You'll get used to it. Besides, I've already become the most formidable assassin in the Dream of the Red Chamber."

He pursed his pale lips, a rare smile appearing on his face—the smile of someone who had survived to the end…a smile of victory.

Luo Xi understood the cutthroat competition, like raising poisonous insects. Although he spoke of it casually, the cruelty behind it was obvious.

Luo Xi chuckled at him, "Yes, you are the most skilled assassin, so... you will never die at the hands of a petty scoundrel like Big Beard."

This time, she insisted on bringing Jiu Xian along, so she would make sure he returned safely.

"Wait a minute." Luo Xi suddenly rolled over and lay on the ground, then took out a dagger from her spatial storage and held it in her hand. She used all her strength to slowly cut the ropes binding her body. She refused to believe that any rope could be so strong.

Thankfully, the space is still usable, otherwise it would have been truly over.

But this thing was really sturdy. She was exhausted and covered in sweat, and she had only managed to cut half of it.

"That damn bearded man, once we get out of here, we'll tear him to pieces, don't you think, Nine Strings?"

Luo Xi irritably chattered to Jiu Xian.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from Jiuxian. The room was eerily quiet except for her own heavy breathing.

Luo Xi panicked: "Nine Strings, if you're not dead, make a sound."

It remained quiet over there.