The group of people, who chose to take a detour in another direction because they could not go straight through the United City, finally arrived at the outskirts of District S of the United City. Unexpectedly, something went wrong at this time.
Han Zi, who had already been injected with four auxiliary medicines, suddenly leaked out restless energy for some unknown reason.
The huge noise caused the walls of the United City, dozens of kilometers away, to tremble.
If we hadn't given them advance warning, the nearby garrisons would have probably attacked us directly.
Han Qiankun finally managed to inject the spare auxiliary medicine into Han Zi's body before his energy became really agitated, and also added a dose of medicine that could keep him unconscious.
Although the man had fallen into a deep sleep, everything that was destroyed around him clearly told everyone how terrifying the energy he had just inadvertently released was.
If none of the escort personnel present were below level seven, they might have been strangled to death by that energy on the spot.
Even though they injected the medicine into them as quickly as possible, they were still severely injured.
"The dose Master injected... is too much. It's an experimental drug to begin with. What if something goes wrong?"
Han Qiankun sighed softly, his gloomy face became even more gloomy because of worry, which was chilling to look at.
This kind of person is not easy to provoke. He will be like a thorn in the flesh and will not stop until the enemy is dead.
Han Zi said quietly, "...Then you should inject less next time."
The man endured the severe pain in his head and slowly sat up from the ground. He glanced coldly at the surrounding scene.
field.
In the pit.
Is Han Qiankun planning to bury himself alive?
"master???!!!"
The gloom on Han Qiankun's face disappeared, and his narrow eyes widened slightly because of shock. Was the medicine he just injected fake?
It’s been less than a minute and he’s already woken up???
"You, you're awake?"
He hurried forward to help the man, intending to secretly give him another dose of drugs.
Jiang Lingrui said that if the master's energy becomes completely agitated, then the outcome will undoubtedly be death.
Compared to a dead master... a master who was killed by the injection of drugs is obviously more acceptable to Han Qiankun.
Han Zi seemed to have not recovered yet, his voice was slightly cold and a beat slower, "...I saw it."
Han Qiankun was shocked by his words and dared not move. The potion in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.
He quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to make any other movements.
Without the master of the contract, no one dared to question his words.
In the end, Yang Jing came over to smooth things over. She gently asked the man in front of her who she had watched grow up, "Master, how do you feel now?"
"It's okay." Han Zi simply replied calmly to Yang Jing's concern.
He didn't care about Han Qiankun's plan to launch a sneak attack on him.
Han Zi came out of the pit and brushed off the dirt on his body. It seemed that at that moment, he turned back into the Han Zi he used to be.
Perhaps he never changed.
Han Zi endured the headache, his mind was blank, as if he had lost some memory.
Han Zi never showed any abnormalities except for the moment when he first woke up.
"What did you inject me with?"
"Your energy was agitated just now. I just injected you with a drug to suppress it."
Han Qiankun was not lying.
Whether it is the MT0 experimental potion or its auxiliary potion, their main function is to suppress energy agitation.
Han Zi squatted down and took the potion from Han Qiankun's hand. With just a slight force, the bottle shattered instantly, and the potion inside was directly annihilated under the influence of energy.
"I'm asking what this bottle is."
Han Qiankun didn't dare to hide it any longer. "It's... it's a drug that can put you into a coma."
After hearing the truth, Han Zi slowly stood up. He looked down at Han Qiankun, who was kneeling on the ground, with a cold expression, his eyes were filled with a bottomless darkness. "Tell me."
Han Qiankun's body stiffened.
He is different from Yang Jing. All of them have been trained through various harsh methods as the most loyal subordinates of the Han family. It can be said that as long as Han Zi says a word, they will not hesitate to commit suicide.
Yang Jing came here with the old lady and was treated as her own sister by the old lady.
Although he and Yang Jing are husband and wife, Han Qiankun never slacks off towards Han Zi because of this status.
Perhaps it was because Han Zi had been too harmless in front of the patriarch in the past two years, which made Han Qiankun think that he could hide the truth from the other party.
But this shouldn't be the case.
Even for the master's life, this should not be done.
He couldn't hide it from his master, he couldn't...
It was just the beginning of spring, but sweat was already oozing from Han Qiankun's forehead. His tightly pursed lips moved slightly, and he was ready to confess everything.
Yang Jing suddenly spoke up, stopping Han Qiankun from saying anything. "Azi, please stop asking, okay? For Brother Jiao's sake, listen to Aunt Jing for once. Stay in Area S for the time being. Don't go out, and don't delve into those lost memories. Let everything take its course, and they will return. As for these potions... your situation is special, so you need them to suppress your energy agitation."
Yang Jing is usually addressed together with Han Qiankun.
Except for the time when Han Zi formed a pact with him when they were children, Yang Jing rarely spoke to him as an elder, especially after his parents passed away.
But this time, she couldn't just watch the child die.
He couldn't bear to see these people buried with him.
It was obviously avoidable.
Han Qiankun lowered his head, not daring to look up, just waiting for the other party to pronounce their final judgment. Until the shoes in front of him left, a voice came from above his head, "This will not happen again."
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the master doesn't delve further, it'll be fine.
Yang Jing quickly helped Han Qiankun up. Fortunately, A Zi was still willing to listen to her.
Otherwise...she was really afraid that the other party would do something extreme after knowing everything.
After entering the S area.
Under their nervous gaze, Han Zi finally stepped into the house that had been prepared for him.
Obviously everything was built according to his previous preferences, but he was still a little dissatisfied. "Han Qiankun, dig a pool here and put chairs next to it."
"Yes." Han Qiankun did not dare to delay and had renovated the courtyard in less than half an hour.
Han Zi came out after washing up, changing into a loose, soft, dark-colored home outfit. The chill that had finally dissipated suddenly gathered again when he saw the rocking chair in the courtyard. "Who taught you to put a chair like that?"
When he is an old man?
"I'll go change it right away."
Han Qiankun didn't dare to refute how much his master loved this chair. He spent half of the 24 hours a day in bed and half in the rocking chair.
If the master hadn't picked him up to eat every day, he would have been really afraid that his master would starve to death here.
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