When her body was taken away, the spiritual power she released onto the ground was pulled away rapidly, creating a distance from Yun Wanye.
Yun Wanqing felt like her body was running on the ground while her soul was chasing in the sky.
Watching Yun Wanye search carefully in the courtyard, she couldnât help but scream in her heart.
[Ahhhhh, you guys, why are your ears so sharp?]
[My second brother had a hard time finding this place, he was about to catch up, and you just slipped away like that without a fight!!!]
[Second Brother, Second Brother, these sneaky bastards are changing locations, ahhhh...]
In her mind, Yun Wanqingâs voice gradually faded away. Yun Wanyeâs body shook, and he suddenly dropped the tattered bamboo basket in his hand, using his Qinggong to chase in the direction of her heartâs voice.
The guards around him were busy, and suddenly, they saw their Second Young Master leaving, seemingly possessed, without saying a word, his face extremely grim.
This...
Whatâs up with Second Young Master?
Why did he suddenly run off without leaving any instructions?
Who can tell them what to do now?
Should they quickly chase after Second Young Master or continue searching here?
For a moment, the guards in the courtyard stopped their actions, looking at each other in confusion.
[Eh, what did my spiritual power see?]
[Is that Second Brother behind them?]
[Why did Second Brother suddenly catch up? Wasnât he searching in the previous courtyard? How did he end up behind us?]
[Could it be that he really has some special ability?]
In the night, Yun Wanqingâs spiritual power quickly discovered Yun Wanye tirelessly pursuing them.
From the looks of it, he started chasing almost as soon as the black-clad figures in the secret room decided to slip away, which surprised her greatly.
Other than a superpower, she couldnât explain Yun Wanyeâs current actions.
After hearing her heartâs voice again in his mind, Yun Wanye let out a slight sigh of relief. It seemed he was heading in the right direction, and he kept within a two-mile radius of his little sister.
Thatâs good.
As long as he didnât lose them, he would eventually catch these damned guys and bring his little sister home safely.
In the underground tunnel, a group of black-clad figures bent low, quickly moving through the narrow space.
They made a series of twists and turns, heading towards a narrower tunnel.
Yun Wanqing noticed that the tunnel they were now traveling wasnât the same one they had used to come in.
[Well well, it seems thereâs more than one tunnel. Are these people professionals at stealing? They even dug so many tunnels.]
[I wonder where theyâre trying to go.]
[...]
Her spiritual power hovered above for a while. Yun Wanqing wanted to see the underground situation, so she pulled her spiritual power down.
Unexpectedly, this action caused Yun Wanye to completely lose his direction.
Yun Wanqingâs voice suddenly disappeared from his mind, just as he arrived at a fork in the path. Standing at the fork, Yun Wanye looked left, then right, clenching his fists tightly.
Damn it, which way did those people take his sister?
And why did his sisterâs heart voice suddenly vanish without warning?
Could it be those people did something, forcing her to withdraw her spiritual power?
"Alright, it should be safe now. Letâs wake the boss first."
The group of black-clad figures entered a secret room similar to the one before. One of them turned a mechanism, causing the heavy stone door to slowly descend, sealing the room and cutting it off from the tunnel completely.
Then, they placed the unconscious black-clad person on the ground and put a medicine bottle in front of his nose.
"Hmph~"
He snorted and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Yun Wanqing couldnât help but mock again.
[Tsk, since thereâs an antidote, why didnât you use it earlier? Instead, you carried this guy for several miles?]
[Is using the antidote more troublesome than carrying him?]
[I really donât get it!!!]
"What happened to me?"
After waking up, the man first glanced at everyone present, then in a hoarse voice spoke lowly.
Upon hearing this, the people exchanged looks, not knowing how to tell him he was knocked out by his own drug.
The dignified Squad Leader of the Shadow Killing Hall, yet he was knocked out by his own drug. Such an embarrassment, how could they dare to say it out loud?
What if the boss, in a fit of shame and anger, decided to silence them?
[What happened?]
[Of course, you were knocked out by your own drug. Donât worry, take your time, and youâll remember.]