A faint smile appeared on his gaunt face as he watched the young girl diligently massaging his acupoints, a warmth spreading through him.

The old man's intentions were good, but good intentions often lead to bad outcomes.

He's probably going crazy with anxiety right now.

They were all extremely anxious, and Duan Peng and his team were almost frantic with worry.

After the plane landed, the bodyguards escorted the person to the dormitory, but the school wouldn't let them in.

Upon learning of the young master's disappearance, Duan Peng was struck dumb. The school they had chosen was the most secretive in all of Europe.

How could such a thing happen?

He kept this news a secret from Wen Zhengtian, sending out all his bodyguards to search for the person, including mobilizing military forces.

A near-total search was conducted across Europe, but disappointingly, not a single trace of the young master was found.

He was so anxious he was almost bald, and he looked noticeably haggard.

Upon learning this, Duan Yunfei and Fang Yan immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed to England to search for him.

Fang Yan even went to his father for help, asking him to send someone to look for him.

We've used all the people and resources we can, but there's still not a single piece of information.

The focus afterwards was on Britain. Who would have thought that Situ Ming was in France, locked in a cage, and hidden underground?

Even he himself doesn't remember what happened that year.

His mind was a jumbled mess. He vaguely remembered a fight, how he resisted, and how he was knocked unconscious by a needle. The last thing he saw was a woman's skirt.

Perhaps this is also what his good father gave him.

Of course, Duan Peng and his team also immediately went to Situ Kun in Southeast Asia to investigate openly and secretly, and only left after confirming that the person was not there.

The school's surveillance system has been compromised, and students from other schools are also going missing, but no one has been found to be a trace.

Situ Ming was trying hard to recall what had happened. Zhao Xiaoyue looked at his face, which had regained some color, and asked, "How are you feeling now? Can you get up and walk?"

The anime convention worker, looking impatiently at the caveman-like handsome guy, said, "Hey, can you give me some feedback? We're in danger right now, we need to get out of here quickly."

Situ Ming shifted his gaze to the comic convention, his sharp eyes startling the attendees. "Hey, Zhao, look at him glaring at me!"

Zhao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes. "He's in this state, how could he have the strength to glare at you? Don't talk nonsense."

The anime convention attendee looked at Zhao Xiaoyue in disbelief, "You're so hypocritical!"

"Alright, you carry him on your back, let's hurry up and go!"

Situ Ming was too tall for her to carry, so she had to carry him on her back at the comic convention, which was also tall.

"Why me?" she pointed to her nose. "I can't carry him. Let him walk by himself."

Zhao Xiaoyue walked over, jumped up and grabbed Man Zhan's neck, whispering a threat, "You damn electric eel, if it weren't for you, would I have ended up in this state? Are you going to take responsibility?"

"Besides, he's so badly injured, how can he walk?"

At the anime convention, someone whispered a deal: "Then I'll carry you if he becomes my boyfriend. Otherwise, why should I?"

The boy leaning against the cage had dark eyes. Were they close?

Under Zhao Xiaoyue's intimidation, the anime convention worker resignedly picked up Situ Ming and walked forward.

"It's a deal then, he'll be my boyfriend when we go out!"

Zhao Xiaoyue agreed nonchalantly.

Whether Situ Ming agrees or not is his own business and has nothing to do with Zhao Xiaoyue.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

They had just stepped out of the stone chamber when people came in and discovered that the person in the most important cage had escaped, so they sounded the alarm.

In an instant, alarms blared throughout the entire casino.

At the anime convention, someone swore, and Zhao Xiaoyue immediately made a judgment, "Brother Ming, I'll trouble you a little more."

The boy said in a hoarse voice, "Yeah, you were the one who saved me."

Zhao Xiaoyue rarely felt trusted like this, so she quickly acted and pressed one of his pressure points, causing Situ Ming to faint.

Zhao Xiaoyue directed the comic convention organizers to place the people in the area where the patrolling bodyguards would pass, and then quickly hid with the comic convention organizers.

They had just hidden when the search party arrived, found the person was still there, and carried them away.

When Situ Ming was pulled out of the iron cage, the collar around his neck went off with an alarm, but they couldn't hear it.

The monitoring personnel will be able to detect this with their instruments.

Zhao Xiaoyue and the comic convention organizers secretly followed those people away.

Why don't we hide him along with us?

Zhao Xiaoyue kept her eyes fixed on the group of people in front of her. The road was winding, but she could tell that the terrain was going uphill.

“We’ve been here for almost a day, and the alarm hasn’t gone off. That means the alarm only goes off when they find that there’s no one in the cage. It means that they came in right after we left and found that the person they were holding was gone.”

The anime convention attendees seemed to understand as well. "It's that collar! Where are these people taking him? How do you know this caveman?"

Zhao Xiaoyue did not answer the questions from the comic convention because they were blocked outside a door.

A particularly luxurious door; one second it's a tunnel illuminated by oil lamps, the next it's a magnificent and extravagant gate.

How did they get in? There didn't seem to be any security measures in place.

Just as Zhao Xiaoyue was about to explore, she heard someone coming over and pulled the comic convention worker away, hiding behind a rock.

A blonde, blue-eyed woman wearing a puffy skirt and high heels walked over angrily, followed by a group of people, who looked to be more than fifty.

At the comic convention, someone quietly asked, "Is that a royal princess? Why is she dressed like that?"

The woman at the head of the group was indeed dressed as a European royal princess, with glamorous makeup and a feathered hat on her head.

The people following behind were all dressed as royal attendants and maids, and they were carrying various utensils and food.

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