"It's you!"
Prince Doya couldn't help but touch his injured leg. He was not walking very smoothly yet.
"Doya, if you don't want your other leg to be broken, leave Sean behind and get out." Although the abandoned smelter was full of Doya's people, no matter how many ants there were, they could not defeat a pangolin.
Last time, Duoya had two Golden Knights with him, and both times Wang Xiaohai broke his legs. This time, there was only one Golden Knight with him, so he didn't dare to act rashly. His legs trembled as he said, "You...you don't mess around. This is Bestan, my country."
Wang Xiaohai walked up to Sean and said, "Hello, we meet again."
"Hello, distinguished guest," Sean said, "Can you please let me go?"
"That depends on your performance," Wang Xiaohai said. "Let's go to a secluded place to talk. There are too many people here."
Marquis Idan approached anxiously, "Hello, guest. I'm just a little late. I tried my best."
Wang Xiaohai knew that he was worried about getting the nine million taels of silver back.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I never expected you to catch that cunning guy Sean. I hired you just to alert him. Take the nine million and don't pay me back. Try to use it to do something big." Wang Xiaohai said, "All of you go away. Why are you looking at me? I don't have any flowers on my face."
"Your Highness." The deputy commander of the Royal Guard put his hand on the hilt of the sword and walked to Prince Doya.
"Let's go—" Prince Doya patted the deputy commander on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the smelting workshop, almost tripping over the metal lying on the ground.
"Follow me." Wang Xiaohai motioned for Sean to follow, "If you still want your life."
Sean followed Wang Xiaohai with a bitter face. He fled from the Sean Marquisate half because of Wang Xiaohai and half because of the Holy See. Both were existences he could not resist.
The two walked along the central aisle of the workshop and soon walked out from the back door, arriving at the sewage storage area at the back. There were eight pools in the water storage area, divided into two rows, four in each row. Each pool was the size of a swimming pool. The water in the pool had long dried up, and a layer of green moss covered the velvety black slag.
Wang Xiaohai stopped at the second pool and turned to face Sean.
"This place is great. Just push me down and cover it with rocks. It'll be a natural grave." Sean's right index finger trembled unconsciously.
"Your idea is good," Wang Xiaohai said. "If you still want to deceive me, I will bury you here."
"I don't dare anymore." Marquis Sean looked much older than last time, probably because he was running for his life.
"Where is the treasure you got from the desert?" Wang Xiaohai asked. He didn't feel the breath of treasure on Sean, which could only mean that Sean hid the treasure somewhere.
"What treasure?" Sean pretended to be dumbfounded. "Oh—you mean the statue I presented to Pope Ding Wen."
Wang Xiaohai broke one of Sean's fingers with the hilt of his sword.
"Don't lie to me. Every time you lie, I'll break one of your fingers."
Sean gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't tell you, you won't know where the treasure is and you'll spare my life. But if I tell you, it'll be useless and you'll definitely kill me!"
"Why do you all think that I am a person who does not keep my word?" Wang Xiaohai was very depressed - can't people on this continent have more trust in each other?
"I'm sorry, I don't know you well, so I can only assume the worst." Sean said, "One of the rules of survival on the continent is not to trust anyone easily."
Wang Xiaohai also felt that Sean's words made sense. If it weren't for him, Sean's actions would be in line with rationality. He knew he was a man of his word, but others didn't know that because they hadn't been together for long. No matter how he explained, others thought he was deceiving and pretending.
"I'll find a way to make you talk," Wang Xiaohai said, "if you don't want your son to become a homeless person."
"Ever since I left the Marquisate of Sean, I planned to give up everything." Sean stood straight, his expression unchanged, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion.
Really cruel! Wang Xiaohai's evaluation of Xien: If such a person doesn't die, he will definitely become a local hero!
The problem is that there is no truth serum in this era, so Wang Xiaohai really can't do anything to him.
"If you die, what's the use of having more treasures?" Wang Xiaohai said.
"Your psychological attack has no effect on me. No matter how you persuade me, I won't reveal anything to you unless we are in a safe environment." Sean was sure that Wang Xiaohai would not kill him, so he felt fearless.
"I won't kill you, but I will chop off your limbs." Wang Xiaohai threatened.
"If you just cut off one of my hands, I will commit suicide immediately and you will gain nothing." Sean said, "I have practiced an ancient secret method. As long as I lose all hope, I will die."
"There is such a strange secret method!" Wang Xiaohai stared at Sean, his heart shocked, knowing that the other party was not lying.
"Is your treasure hiding place in the east, west, south, or north?" Wang Xiaohai asked. "I know. It's south from here."
Sean's expression changed and he said, "If you ask me that again, I'll commit suicide immediately!"
If Wang Xiaohai had been flying with him, as soon as we asked him if he had arrived, we could judge the exact location from his body reaction.
"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Wang Xiaohai grabbed Sean and flew out of Bestan.
Sean only felt a flash before his eyes, the scenery changed, and he was high in the sky, flying among the clouds.
"You are the Holy Knight!" Sean felt a little bit unbelievable. He had always thought that Wang Xiaohai was a Glorious Knight, just like Prince Doya, but he didn't expect that he was actually a Holy Knight. He heard that big figures like the Holy Knight either belonged to the Holy See or the legendary temple.
"Did I say I was a Holy Knight, or not?" Wang Xiaohai asked back.
Sean paused - Wang Xiaohai didn't say anything. Could it be that he had the ability but didn't join the Holy See or the Temple?
Wang Xiaohai was halfway through his flight when he suddenly understood what the note meant—Daily was waiting for him in the swamp! If you split the word "jie tan" into four parts and then rotate them together, wouldn't that mean the swamp is short of water?
I guess Deli thought there was no need for Wang Xiaohai to lie to her and decided to trust him this time.
Wang Xiaohai had just grabbed Sean and flew to the edge of the border and landed when a man followed behind him. He seemed to be the guardian of Bestan and also the Holy Knight of Bestan. Generally, people on this continent call such Holy Knights Guardian Knights.
"Friend, please put down Marquis Sean. The Pope has something to ask him." The Holy Knight of Bestan shouted.
The two fell to the ground at the same time.
Wang Xiaohai threw Sean aside and asked, "Do you need Sean? Do you have a way to make him talk?"
"No problem. We in the Church have masters of punishment. Even a dead person can't stand it."
"I think he's pretty tough. Your method will only kill him." Wang Xiaohai said, "How about you give me some money and I'll give Sean to you for two days."
"How much?" asked the Holy Glory Knight of Bestan. He thought that if it was between tens of millions of taels of silver, he could grit his teeth and ask Bestan to chip in, and it would still be possible.
"One trillion." Wang Xiaohai said.
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