"No need."
Fang Yu held back Qu Xiangnanâs hand from opening the door, his gaze directed toward the corner of the cell, where a man was crouching like a shadow.
[Jiang Huaisan: 26/100.]
Indeed, there were two people living in this cell.
However, the other person had been hiding in the corner since the beginning, quite inconspicuous.
Fang Yu had long since noticed this manâs presence, but Qu Xiangnan, evidently a bit slow on the uptake, hadnât noticed the man who seemed to blend into the surroundings.
If Qu Xiangnan had opened the door, the man in the corner might have caused a commotion.
Fang Yu didnât want things to get complicated. He didnât care about Qu Xiangnanâs survival, but for now, he needed him to lead the way.
Once this person was no longer useful, Fang Yu would give him a proper end.
His gaze shifted back to Guo Junchi, and Fang Yu spoke.
"Do you know the Ma Family of Junma Town?"
Shushâ
Guo Junchi looked up.
His eyes locked tightly on Fang Yu.
There was shock, disbelief, and an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
It was as if meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, or suddenly waking from a nightmare.
He struggled to swallow.
"Sir, do you know the Ma Family? Then, do you know if the butcher shop on the south side of town still has people working?"
It was an unusually hoarse voice, like a desert that hasnât seen rain for a long time, just hearing it gave a feeling of discomfort.
But Fang Yuâs probing had ended.
This person was indeed from Junma Town.
Though it was unknown why he was trafficked to the distant Sunset City, that expression of longing for family was impossible to fake.
However, the only answer Fang Yu could give was...
"I donât know."
Fang Yu turned to leave.
For the sake of having once fought side by side with the Great Elder of the Ma Family in Junma Town, after the matter was settled, Fang Yu would find a way to set this person free.
But whether this person could make it back to Junma Town alive would depend on his fate.
After all, Fang Yu himself had matters to attend to and couldnât be a living Bodhisattva.
"Qu Gang Leader, letâs go."
"Yes! Yes!"
Qu Xiangnan, like a clumsy peasant, hurriedly led the way ahead.
By the time Guo Junchi reacted, the two had already walked a fair distance away.
Guo Junchi quickly got up from the bed, almost falling to the ground due to lack of exercise, but he managed to stabilize himself quickly, rushing to the edge of the cell, shouting outside.
"Sir! Sir, donât leave yet! Youâve been to Junma Town, havenât you? Iâm very familiar with Junma Town! How about buying me as a slave, sir?! Sir!!"
His shouts echoed in the cold cell, yet no one responded, except for his âcomradeâ in the cell, who suddenly burst into a bizarre laughter of âJie!â âJie!â âJie!â
"Whatâs so funny!"
Guo Junchi turned back and roared, but his answer was his âroommateâsâ bizarre behavior of lifting both feet off the ground, slowly levitating.
"You... you!"
Guo Junchi looked at Jiang Huaisan in disbelief.
And the latter, already covering half of his face with his hand, his feet floating a centimeter or two off the ground, bent his body backward in an exaggerated pose that was nearly impossible for any regular person to achieve.
"Thatâs right! I... succeeded!"
Bang!
An almost imperceptible blood-colored steam, like a thin mist, exploded outward!
Thud!
Guo Junchi was immediately bisected, his body spraying blood.
The splattering blood hit the cellâs walls, like a maniacal, gruesome graffiti.
And Jiang Huaisanâs movements became increasingly exaggerated, his excitement reaching extreme levels, his body almost forming an upside-down âUâ shape.
In the instant his excitement peaked...
Bang!!
His head exploded.
The headless corpse, together with the bisected body, sprayed blood wildly around, like a slaughterhouse scene, but anyone who came would be bewildered as to what had happened here...
Meanwhile, at the instant Jiang Huaisanâs head exploded,
far away at Qingling Taoist Temple, someone who was meditating suddenly opened their eyes.
"Failed again..."
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