His eyes were unfocused, and he thought numbly:
Why isn't he dead yet...?
The door creaked open, and someone walked in, kicking him with their foot: "I didn't expect you to be such a tough nut to crack."
Feng Zhiwen gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Huo Cheng sneered, "Fine, you've got some backbone!" He picked up a jar of wine and poured it beside him. "Then let me see if you can still be this tough when you're about to die."
Feng Zhiwen sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes and looked at him, only to see Huo Cheng smiling at him, "Didn't you want to die? I'll grant your wish!"
He took out a tinderbox and held it in his hand, looking at him with pity and sympathy: "Feng Zhiwen, you should recognize your enemy on the road to the underworld. If it weren't for Chi Yan, you wouldn't have ended up like this. Look at you, you've ended up like this because of him, while he's probably still immersed in a gentle embrace!"
Feng Zhiwen gritted her teeth and glared at him angrily: "You're talking nonsense!"
Huo Cheng narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning cold: "Then we'll see, and see if your good cousin can fall from the sky to save you!"
He lit the tinderbox, tossed it on the ground, and turned to leave without looking back.
Feng Zhiwen's hands and feet were tightly bound with rope, but she wasn't worried at all that he could escape.
The room was filled with dry firewood, and the fire was spreading slowly. Hearing the sound of the door being locked, Feng Zhiwen's heart sank. Although he had indeed thought of dying during his most painful moments, when he was forced into a corner, he wanted to live instead.
His father is still in jail; he has to go and get him out!
Feng Zhiwen endured the pain and struggled to get up. It took him a lot of effort to stand up. With his legs bound, he could only hop and skip to the window and try to break it open with his body.
Again and again, his shoulders were almost numb, but the sealed window did not budge an inch.
Thick smoke choked his nose and mouth, and Feng Zhiwen was exhausted. He finally collapsed to his knees.
In a daze, he seemed to hear his father's voice.
It is said that people experience hallucinations before they die. He gave a dejected twitch of his lips. What would his father think when he learned of his death?
He'll probably feel relieved without that unfilial son, right?
The next instant, the window was kicked open with a bang, and a lithe figure leaped in. Feng Zhiwen stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"cousin……"
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After Huo Cheng finished setting the fire, he was greeted by Yan Xingzhou's impatient urging: "Why are you wasting your breath talking to a dead man?"
He looked embarrassed, and just as the group was about to leave, a loud commotion suddenly erupted outside the courtyard!
A guard on duty rushed back, an arrow still slung over his shoulder, and collapsed to the ground, spitting blood: "Your Highness, we...we're surrounded!"
Yan Xingzhou's expression suddenly changed: "Why did you arrive so quickly?"
Huo Cheng was also surprised and quickly drew his sword: "There is a well in the backyard, and there is a secret passage in the well that leads to a mansion in the capital. Your Highness, please go first, and I will cover your rear!"
He drew his sword and rushed out, and when he saw what was happening outside, a chill ran through him.
Two men stood on horseback at the front, the flames reflecting off their cold faces and revealing a chilling killing intent in their eyes.
One is Chi Yan, and the other is actually... the Crown Prince!
Huo Cheng's eyes were filled with shock: How could the Crown Prince be here?!
Yan Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and waved: "Take him down!"
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