Oh, no, he's hanging upside down.
Huanbo lazily lifted his eyelids to peek into a pair of all-too-familiar dark green eyes, where she was smiling gently at him.
Huanbo froze.
She smiled and waved to him: "Snake, let's go home."
Huanbo slid out of the window in the next second, but his hands and feet were still bound by chains. So, he ended up with his entire body, from the chest up, squeezing out of the small window and hanging there, looking at Chang Le with teary eyes, his voice filled with utter grievance:
"Lele! I missed you so much, Lele, you finally came to pick me up, waah~"
Huanbo was crying, but it was mostly an act; he didn't shed a single tear.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang came from the door of the room at the end of the corridor, which had been as silent as if it were dead.
The door flew open, and a red figure rushed out, stopping abruptly in front of Chang Le: "Lele!"
Chang Le looked up at Xue Wuwang rushing towards him and curled the corners of his lips.
Then, various excited and frantic shouts echoed throughout the corridor.
"Young Master is here! Ahhhhh!"
"Young Master Chang Le, help me! Take me away quickly, waah!"
"Chang Le, Brother Xuan, Sister Yuan, please take me away! The food in this lousy place is terrible!"
"Let me go! We have to learn a foreign language here. I can't even speak my native dialect properly. This is killing me!"
"I want to go home, I want to go home, I want my brothers from Dragon Soul—"
"Oh wow, I'm leaving! I'm so happy! Hahaha!"
Luo Xuan and Iris exchanged a glance, both amused and helpless.
The noise was deafening, but Chang Le caught a few words and turned to look at Wei Jinyan: "Is the food bad?"
Wei Jinyan held back for a while, but couldn't help but say, "Don't listen to their nonsense! They get extra food every few days, extra food when they go out for fresh air, extra food when they help with construction, extra food when they defend against alien species. They're all fat and healthy, what's wrong with that?"
"You're learning a foreign language too?" Chang Le asked Wei Qiao again.
Wei Qiao sighed, "Who told that guy who volunteered to go out and do translation, only to spout nonsense? If he doesn't learn from him, who will?"
Chang Le chuckled, so Wei Jinyan said, "Open all the doors."
Wei Jinyan frowned as he listened to the various monkey noises from both sides: "Are you sure you can control them?"
Chang Le simply smiled and remained silent.
Wei Jinyan ordered the removal of the shackles on all those involved in the Guanyalong faction, and all the doors in the corridor were opened, with a hundred people pouring out.
But once they all came out, all the noise disappeared. In a very short time, everyone found their place and lined up neatly and orderly in the narrow aisle, looking radiant.
The man on the left stepped forward and announced loudly, "The First Team of the Golden Palace of the Dragon Soul Army greets the Young Master!"
Chang Le glanced at all the familiar faces in front of him.
These one hundred men originally belonged to Mu Liangchao's command; they were the team she joined when she trained under Mu Liangchao. This team was later transferred by Fu Guang to become her Golden Palace Guard.
Eight years ago, the year Fu Guang fell, it was these one hundred people who went to Hua An City to seek help and bring her from Hua Cheng in the Third District back to the Ninth District.
However, as soon as they arrived in Hua'an City, they were detained and imprisoned in the Black Prison for eight years, until today.
Looking at their radiant faces, Chang Le felt a touch of emotion welling up in his otherwise calm heart.
"Hey hey hey!" Suddenly a strange cry broke the atmosphere.
Chang Le looked up, stunned: "Why are you still up there?"
Huanbo was still hanging upside down from the small window.
One hundred people turned their heads in unison and paid their respects.
Huanbo covered his face with one side of his hair and wailed, "I'm stuck—my abs, ah, help me!"
Chang Le couldn't help but laugh out loud and stepped forward to help.
Luo Xuan looked at her smiling eyes and breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.
Chang Le herself probably didn't realize that her smile had rarely been this radiant in recent years.
Freed from his restraints, Huanbo transformed into a snake tail and slid out with a whoosh, coiling around Chang Le's body, his cool hair brushing against Chang Le's face.
Chang Le had no choice but to carry the heavy load back.
Xue Wuwang reached out and pulled him off, transforming himself into a tiny creature and sitting cross-legged on her shoulder.
Huanbo bared his teeth, but in the end he still jumped down.
"Let's go home."
At the end of the year, Xue Wuwang, Huanbo, and the hundred-strong Dragon Soul Army returned to the Dragon Sect. Chang Le was also at the Dragon Sect, and they celebrated the New Year together.
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