After seeing the portrait, some passersby said that six months ago, they saw a woman who looked very similar to them being sent to the capital in shackles.
The passerby's description didn't seem to be fabricated, because they never said that Deng was a military prostitute, so the other party probably wasn't lying.
In this way, Deng's whereabouts were roughly known; she had gone to the capital and was still alive.
“Now that we know their whereabouts, things will be much easier. Our Alchemist Guild has lived in the capital of Jiang for many years and has quite a few connections.”
Upon hearing this, Duan Yongxin stepped forward and said, "I can't help with big matters, but finding someone is no problem. I'll write a letter right away and ask someone to inquire. We might have news by the time we leave the secret residence."
If it were before they could refine perfect quality potions, Duan Yongxin certainly wouldn't have dared to say that, but now that their status is no less than that of alchemists, they have more confidence.
"Yes, that works."
Upon hearing this, Di Moyu nodded in agreement. Instead of searching aimlessly with the rest of the imperial court, it would be better to ask for help and then rescue the person directly.
Ji Fanya had no objection to this, so the group set off for the secret mansion again.
Three days later, Di Moyu and the Alchemist Guild finally arrived near the secret mansion. Seeing that the mansion had not yet been opened, they found a place within their sight to conceal their movements and observe the situation from a distance.
The Alchemist Guild had already bribed people to spread the word about this place. The entire secret chamber was guarded by soldiers, and the ever-victorious general of the Bujiang Dynasty was personally overseeing it. Under these circumstances, it would be unwise to be the first to stick one's neck out.
"Hurry up!"
Soon, Di Moyu saw a whole group of people waiting at the entrance of the secret mansion.
One of them was dressed in general's attire, tall and burly, with a scar running from his left cheek to his right cheek on his resolute face. He exuded a terrifying aura and was undoubtedly the ever-victorious General Shen Xiong.
In addition, there was a little girl who looked to be about ten years old standing in front of him, her hands tightly bound with rope.
The soldier angrily rebuked the little girl and even reached out to push her.
The little girl seemed a bit weak. She staggered back several steps after being pushed and almost fell. It was a woman who was with her who caught her in time, and she was able to stand up with difficulty.
The woman gently held the little girl close, letting her snuggle against her, before bowing her head and timidly whispering to the soldier, "The princess is sick with a fever, which is why she was a little slow. Please forgive her."
"Ha, it's good that you're sick. You've run away so many times along the way, why don't you run away again this time!"
The soldier, however, was unmoved and sneered, "You'd better behave yourself, or don't blame me for being impolite."
"Heh, do you think you'll let me go if I behave?"
At this moment, the little girl seemed to have regained her strength and waited to lift her head with her eyes open.
But her sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, her spirited little face full of stubbornness and arrogance, and a mocking sneer at the corner of her lips.
"You deserve a beating!" Upon seeing this, the soldier raised his hand as if to strike.
"If you dare to hit me, once I regain my freedom, you will be the first person I kill!"
The little girl showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she glared fiercely at the soldier.
"Hahaha, you're so naive. What did you think we brought you here for? I could cripple you right now and it wouldn't matter, you believe me?"
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