Zheng Quchi dared not think too deeply about it, because it was too cruel and disgusting.
"Then... once they become Gu people, will they undergo any special changes?" she asked.
"Extremely poisonous, does that count?"
Zheng Quchi's lips twitched: "But they don't look very poisonous, or have they actually been hiding their strength all along?"
"This problem..."
"I understand, I'll answer you tomorrow, right?" she said irritably.
Xing'an simply smiled and remained silent.
——
But on the fourth day, before Zheng Quchi could even go to the dungeon to see Xing'an, he received shocking news—the bandits had escaped from prison.
Just as the soldiers in their camp relaxed their vigilance, these bandits, whose hands and feet were bound, secretly opened the dungeon door and rushed out of the camp under the cover of night.
Furthermore, they also took away an unexpected person—the assassin from the Nine Autonomous Region.
When Zheng Quchi heard this news, he was stunned for a long time.
But soon, she slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
"They've finally made their move! I've been waiting forever!"
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao were both in the tent. Seeing her excited expression, they couldn't help but laugh and say, "Madam, you're too excited."
"We've spent so much time with them just to find out what these bandits are up to. Now we know. They really went to great lengths to sneak into our camp... But I just don't understand why they rescued that assassin?"
“They can’t go far. Once they’re caught, everything will be clear,” Wei Yao said.
"Xing'an thought he had me completely under his thumb, but little did he know, I was just playing along with his act." Most importantly, she also got a lot of knowledge from him for free.
"Madam is wise."
"Follow the clues and catch the person who provided them with the woodworking tools. I'm curious who's supporting them from behind the scenes."
"Don't worry, Madam, we've already laid a trap. They can't escape. And this time, we've even uncovered the people the Prince of Ye planted in our camp," Wang Zebang said.
"Don't alert them yet. Let's keep them around; getting rid of them will only cause more trouble."
Anyway, this kind of work is like spring grass; you cut it again and again, so it's better to leave this old grass hopping around right under your nose.
"Yes, I will transfer them to the horse camp. That way, the information they gather will be delayed, and they won't know things they shouldn't know."
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