On hearing this, Jingzhe took the brocade bag from Song Huaizhi's hand. With practiced movements, she dislocated the jaw of the dying man on the ground, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then snapped the jaw back into place with a click. Zheng Yuanqing stood beside her, watching Jingzhe's actions. He subconsciously rubbed his own jaw, feeling rather uncomfortable all over.
"All done," Jingzhe said as she got to her feet. She looked at Song Huaizhi and asked, "What should we do with those two in the corner?"
"I'll have someone deal with them later," Song Huaizhi replied calmly. He watched as the man on the ground stopped writhing and gradually calmed down.
Hearing that she didn't have to deal with these people, Jingzhe subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. She took a step back with a look of distaste and turned to look at Meng Ruyi.
Meng Ruyi had been watching Jingzhe all along without taking her eyes off. Seeing Jingzhe looking at her, she gave a gentle smile and nodded slightly.
Song Huaizhi frowned.
After a few dozen breaths, the man on the ground suddenly sat up. He looked at Song Huaizhi in disbelief, and there was a faint flush on his pale face.
"… This! What kind of medicine is this!"
It could make a person recover within a few breaths. He had been unable to stand up due to his injuries just now. He had felt himself getting colder and his consciousness fading.
After taking the pill, he could feel the pain again. He could feel the sensation of being alive!
Who was this person in front of him? How could he have such extraordinary abilities!
Seeing this, Meng Ruyi frowned slightly. Looking at the unusual excitement in the man's eyes, she subconsciously cast a skeptical look at Song Huaizhi.
Song Huaizhi nodded in response. Then he fixed his gaze on the man in front of him, waiting for his next words.
The small courtyard was quiet. The man gradually calmed down from the joy of his "resurrection". Looking at the people in front of him uneasily, he took a deep breath and asked, "Who are you?"
Song Huaizhi didn't answer him. He just gave a faint smile and said, "Do you choose to pledge your loyalty to me, or die again?"
"Jingzhe's martial arts are inferior to mine. Think it over carefully."
Hearing this, Jingzhe cast a surprised glance at Song Huaizhi. Her look at the man on the ground turned into shock.
What on earth did this man do to deserve Song Huaizhi's personal efforts to recruit him?
Zheng Yuanqing also looked at Song Huaizhi. He couldn't help frowning, deeply shocked. His eyes couldn't help lingering on the man in front of him.
Only Meng Ruyi remained calm, looking at the man with a calm expression. She watched the scene in front of her without any surprise.
"Loyalty?" The man didn't expect Song Huaizhi to be so direct. He was about to stand up, but then he remembered what Song Huaizhi had said - that his martial arts were even stronger than Jingzhe's. He immediately looked at Song Huaizhi with some fear and gritted his teeth, lowering his head.
"Jingzhe," Song Huaizhi didn't want to wait for him to hesitate. He simply nodded at Jingzhe beside him.
Seeing this, Jingzhe picked up her long sword.
"Wait!" The man exclaimed. He suddenly raised his head and said to Song Huaizhi, "I'm willing! I'm willing to pledge my allegiance to you, my lord!"
Jingzhe put away her long sword.
[Hahaha, torture and coercion! So exciting!]
[I always feel that something is not right. What's going on? Why does it seem that Yu Yu is a bit strange?]
[The one above must be having an illusion. It's quite normal.]
When Meng Ruyi saw the bullet comments, she slightly raised her eyebrows.
It seemed that the bullet comments weren't that dull. They could notice something strange. Interesting.
"Who wanted to kill him?" Song Huaizhi pointed at Zheng Yuanqing and asked, "Did they order you to kill him without mercy, or…?"
"I don't know," the man gritted his teeth. His hands were trembling slightly.
"Hmm?"
"I'm of a low rank. How could I possibly be involved in such matters!" The man was worried that Song Huaizhi wouldn't believe him. He even turned to look at Jingzhe, his eyes full of pleading.
"Yes," Jingzhe nodded. "That's true."
Song Huaizhi let out a cold laugh.
"Wait!" Seeing Song Huaizhi's expression, the man immediately trembled and continued, "But that person seems to be a woman. I really don't know anything else."
A woman?
Zheng Yuanqing stood there in a daze. Recalling what Jingzhe had told him last time, there was an indelible chill and confusion in his heart.
If it were a man, Zheng Yuanqing might have been able to think of an answer. But if it was a woman…
He couldn't think of an answer at all.
"And that person seemed to have limited funds, so she only sent a few of us."
Hearing this, Song Huaizhi also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the man's words would make the matter in front of them even more confusing.
Meng Ruyi also felt a bit confused as she listened.
This…
It was a bit cold, and there was an indescribable discomfort.
The man pulled his tattered outer robe closer. He took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the tightness in his chest.
"Fine," Song Huaizhi said after listening. He continued, "What else do you know? If that's all, then you're not worth saving."
"The medicine just now is extremely rare."
The man shivered all over. Only then did he remember that his wounds hadn't fully healed. He gritted his teeth and rummaged through his mind, trying to figure out which piece of information was more valuable.
Who on earth was this person? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. But in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "The master of the Sword Pavilion seems to be related to the crown prince, but…"
The man continued speaking, making everyone present break out in cold sweat.
Zheng Yuanqing was even more shocked. He felt a stabbing pain in his palm. His breathing was unsteady, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
His elder brother, the crown prince, had such a terrifying influence. Didn't the emperor know?
It was so terrifying. Zheng Yuanqing felt as if he had glimpsed some secret. He had originally thought that there was only a small hill in front of him, but unexpectedly, there was an insurmountable mountain hiding behind it. Could he really survive from this person?
Song Huaizhi gave him a calm look.
The man continued talking. He didn't notice that his speech was getting faster and faster, his breathing was getting more and more rapid, his palms were full of cold sweat, and his expression when looking at people also showed a trance that he himself didn't know.
Seeing this, Meng Ruyi pursed her lips.
Finally, after the man finished his last sentence, he finally felt the overwhelming pressure in his chest that he couldn't ignore any longer. It was as if countless boulders were pressing on it.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Song Huaizhi, but the figure in front of him gradually blurred. He was too weak to sit on the ground and slowly collapsed onto the ground.
"It turns out to be so. It turns out to be…"
The man remembered his abnormal excitement just now and the god-like recovery speed. He finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late to struggle.
Before he could even finish his last sentence, he fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in disbelief as his pupils dilated.
Zheng Yuanqing was startled and looked at Song Huaizhi.
Jingzhe realized what was going on when she saw the man's breath fading. She gave Song Huaizhi a knowing look.
"What is this?" Zheng Yuanqing's voice trembled slightly. There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Song Huaizhi. "So that's how it is!"
Sure enough, how could this person in front of him save someone for no reason? This medicine only gave the man a moment of recovery before his inevitable death.
After Zheng Yuanqing understood this, his fear of Song Huaizhi deepened. In the end, it all turned into a feeling of helplessness.