An Moxue ignored him, continuing to mutter to herself while wielding her knife with lightning speed, leaving only a blur. Finally, under the combined attack of An Moxue's verbal and knife skills, the man was stabbed in the leg again, and blood instantly flowed down his leg to the ground, making him even weaker.

Seeing that things were going badly, he tried to escape, but An Moxue wouldn't give him that chance and gave chase.

He fled, and An Moxue chased after him. Finally, the man collapsed to the ground, too weak to get up again.

An Moxue, with a villainous expression, said, "Run! Go ahead and run!" She pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed the man several times in the wrists and ankles. The man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and couldn't help but cry out. Not satisfied, she sprinkled some medicine on the wounds and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "This time he's definitely not going to get better!"

The man could only glare at her fiercely, unable to do anything else. This time, he was dragged to the execution platform like a dead dog, and then with a "thud," An Moxue threw him to the ground. Hearing the sound of him falling, An Moxue was somewhat satisfied. Yes, that's how it should be.

Then, she picked up a torture device with disdain and gestured at the man's body, muttering to herself as she did so, "How do you use this thing? I've never used one before!"

Then came a man's heart-wrenching scream—Ah!!!

"What are you yelling about! I just don't know how to use it. You'll get the hang of it after a couple more tries." As he spoke, An Mo tightened the shackles on his body even more.

"Ah!!!" Another round of screams erupted.

The echoes reverberated even inside the cave.

So, regardless of whether the man could withstand the torture, An Moxue used all the torture instruments on the shelf until she was completely satisfied. Then she stopped, looked at the man's near-death state, and casually fed him a True Word Pill.

Next comes the time for the man to confess.

While An Moxue was interrogating the man, Wu Sicheng hadn't gone far when he encountered a formidable enemy. Unlike An Moxue, who encountered an enemy right away, Wu Sicheng met a group of ten people.

They were the ones guarding those fifty-one people. They thought that no one could get into this cave, so they gathered together to drink!

A man came out to relieve himself and bumped into Wu Sicheng right in front of him.

The man shouted, "Enemy attack!"

They called over everyone who was drinking, and suddenly everyone sobered up.

They were all practitioners of internal martial arts, and they all rushed at him. Wu Sicheng had no choice but to fight back. He was kicked by an enemy, and the enemy was punched by him. They fought back and forth like this, and both sides were injured.

In the end, a few people were left behind, and a few escaped. When Wu Sicheng returned to the original place with injuries, he only saw the fifty-one unconscious people. He did not see Xu Qingfeng, An Moxue, or any secret marks.

He hastily bandaged his wound, left a mark, and then headed in the direction An Moxue was looking.

*

When Xu Qingfeng woke up, he saw An Moxue squatting beside him, looking at him.

Not far away was a man on the verge of death, and a group of unconscious people trapped in cages, some of whom he recognized.

Forgetting how he woke up or how he got here, he anxiously said to An Moxue, "Hummingbird, quick! Those are our comrades, come and see how they are!"

An Moxue asked, "Captain, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, I just got hit on the head with a club and passed out. Let's check on them first." With that, he got up and walked towards the dungeon.

An Moxue followed Xu Qingfeng, saying as they walked, "Captain, don't worry, they've all been drugged and passed out. They'll wake up after smelling the antidote."

As he spoke, he took out the antidote and placed it under the nose of the person in the dungeon. After a short while, the person woke up.

The two people checked the personnel information and examined their injuries. Although they were all seriously injured, they were all conscious and able to take care of themselves compared to the fifty-one people. They were just very weak because they hadn't eaten much for many days.

An Moxue said, "Captain, we need to get them some food first to make them feel better before they rejoin the other fifty-one people. How about this, I'll go get the food, and you stay here and check on the situation. We won't waste time, what do you say?"

"OK."

*

When An Moxue returned, she was carrying a pot of lean meat and white rice porridge. Xu Qingfeng was talking to the wounded soldiers. When he saw An Moxue return, he said, "Everyone, eat something first. We can discuss other things after you've recovered your strength."

Everyone nodded weakly and began to drink the porridge.

While they were eating, Wu Sicheng came over. Seeing all the remaining comrades there, he was happy but also worried.

Seeing his expression, An Moxue knew something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked at the others and said, "I encountered ten people who had internal martial arts skills. I fought a few, and a few escaped. I don't know where they are now. We are all wounded now, so it's not easy to deal with them."

An Moxue thought for a moment and said, "I have a plan, but we need to be quick. I've discovered several hidden rooms inside the temple that none of the people here have found. Let's move everyone to these hidden rooms as soon as possible, and then proceed with the next step. What do you think?"

Xu Qingfeng asked, "Can it accommodate more than seventy people?"

An Moxue said, "Yes."

Xu Qingfeng said, "Then let's act immediately without delay."

After the three finished their discussion and everyone had finished eating, they didn't have time to think about anything else. Everyone helped each other and, led by An Moxue, headed towards the group of fifty-one people.

When Wang Wei and Li Deren returned, they didn't see anyone, but they did see the secret mark left by Wu Sicheng. So the two of them stayed and checked the wounded on the ground again.

Five of them, though weak, were now lucid and recognized people, no longer in a state of madness, which greatly boosted the confidence of the two men.

However, information provided by one of the comrades made their hearts leap into their throats again.

The man spoke haltingly: “Comrade, hurry, don’t worry about us, you must get the message out. They’re going to launch an operation on our National Day, using human bombs.”

The man paused for a moment before gathering his strength to continue, "Drop them in provincial capitals across the country, especially Kyoto. The reason we're still alive is because they plan to use us as human bombs. Hurry!"

After the man finished speaking, he was covered in cold sweat and had no strength left to say anything more, only whispering and repeating, "Quick! - Quick!"