"It's precisely because I couldn't find anything that I became even more certain of who the other party was."
An Ning became interested: "Who is it?"
In the darkness, a cold glint flashed in Mu Ange's eyes: "The Wushang Sect, only them. So far, I have never been able to find any information about them, but in the dark, we have already clashed countless times."
Shh, we're here.
Before An Ning could ask anything else, Mu Ange lowered his voice and spoke.
An Ning peered out and, sure enough, saw an extremely faint light ahead.
Chen Xun carefully delivered the sleeping potion to the entrance of the secret passage, then quietly waited for the right moment.
A moment later, three knocks were finally heard.
Chen Xun's face lit up with joy: "It's done!"
Soon, An Ning and Mu Ange emerged from the secret passage and saw familiar faces they hadn't seen in a long time.
"I can't believe you actually did it!"
Uncle Ge was a little excited, and his voice unconsciously rose a bit.
Anning quickly gestured for him to speak softly.
"Alright, those guards have been drugged. Everyone can take off their masks now. Let's go into the tunnel. We must cover ourselves as we walk through the tunnel, and we also need to quietly dig out a few side entrances. Do you understand?"
They come from families of craftsmen, so these small tasks are a piece of cake for them.
"good."
Soon, all the people entered the secret passage.
The dungeon was completely empty without a sound.
Inside the secret passage, a bustling scene unfolded. They had also set up traps that would automatically activate if anyone intruded.
They barely finished their work when the sky began to lighten.
"Everyone, go and rest. The basement of the Prince's Mansion is very large. We will send you out of the city after the storm has passed."
Uncle Ge wiped the sweat from his brow and happily agreed, "Okay."
“You young ones, go and dig a few more forks in the road, and make sure you dig them exactly as shown on the blueprints.”
"good."
The young men got back to work.
An Ning rubbed her aching lower back, then collapsed onto the bed.
I never expected that as soon as I closed my eyes, that persistent ghost would come back again.
The knocking on the door, along with her affected voice, made Anning want to jump up and smash her head open.
"Brother Ning, are you awake?"
"Brother Xiao Ning?"
What are you doing?
Behind Doumiao, Mu Ange watched her coldly.
Doumiao froze, clearly startled.
"Your Highness? Greetings to Your Highness."
Mu Ange looked down and saw that Doumiao was still holding a tray with millet porridge and side dishes on it.
"Go back to your room. Don't wander around. I've already shown you a lot of leniency by keeping you here. Don't be ungrateful!"
After saying that, he glared at Doumiao and strode away.
Lying in bed, An Ning listened to this conversation and felt truly grateful to Mu Ange.
Doumiao pouted, picked up the tray, and went back to her room, where she drank the millet porridge in big gulps.
"What's going on? Brother Ning shouldn't be treating me like this. He fell asleep right away last night, that's really a blow to me!"
Thinking about it, Doumiao began racking her brains to come up with the next plan.
At this moment, Mu Ange, who had left, turned back, pushed open Anning's door, and walked in as if no one else was there.
An Ning heard the voice, barely opened her eyes, and when she saw it was Mu Ange, she closed them again.
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