"Why is this letter in your hands?"
Chen Mo twisted the letter paper in his hand, and his face gradually turned gloomy. He had thought that the matter could proceed smoothly, but he didn't expect that it would be intercepted by the other party.
Pei Jiangnan is just a new beginner who has been in the field for not long, and who would pay so much attention to him?
"Tell me, how did you learn that someone is planning to rob the prison tonight?"
The white-clothed gentleman did not answer Chen Mo's question but instead calmly raised his own doubts.
Chen Mo felt a bit uneasy, gently placing the letter paper in his hand, his mind whirling wildly. He couldn't figure out the identity of the person in front of him.
If the White-clothed Gentleman is on the same side as Pei Jiangnan, that would be understandable. But if he's not, or if he's an undercover agent planted by the Zhenwu Agency, then Chen Mo is in danger.
"I heard it by chance."
"Whatever you say can kill you, and not saying anything can also kill you." After a moment of thought, Chen Mo decided that he still needed to test the waters with the other person.
"Where did you hear it from, who said it, and what else did you hear?"
The White-clothed Gentleman rolled up the fan in his hand, and his beautiful eyes locked onto Chen Mo's. The latter was taken aback, and as their eyes met, he suddenly felt that the guy looked unexpectedly fresh-faced...
Oh, I'm really hungry.
Chen Mo dispelled the evil thoughts in his heart and spoke seriously, "Why should I tell you? I need to talk to Pei Jiangnan."
"Telling me is the same as telling Pei Jiangnan. If he can do it, I can do it too, because I am also a member of Zhenwu Agency."
"Is that so?"
After spitting out two simple words, Chen Mo no longer spoke.
The White-clothed Gentleman was taken aback, "You don't believe that I am a member of Zhenwu Agency?"
"I just don't believe anyone besides Pei Jiangnan."
"All members of Zhenwu Agency are the same. They only serve the king. What do you mean by believing that only Pei Jiangnan is involved? Are you and Pei Jiangnan forming a clique for personal gain?"
The tone of the White-clothed Gentleman's voice gradually became gloomy.
Chen Mo stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope, pinched the edge of it with his hands, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Pei Jiangnan wouldn't form a clique for personal gain; no one can sway him. He acts only for justice in his heart. As for you, how have I never heard of such a figure?"
The White-clothed Gentleman was still pondering over the meaning behind Chen Mo's words when he heard the latter ask about himself. He replied casually, "My name is Long Aotian."
"Pfft... You're Long Aotian? Do you think you're... Wait, is your name really Long Aotian?"
After a successful prison break, Liu Wu Xin and the other disciples of the Forge were transferred to a new base. Three months later, this base would be discovered by Pei Jiangnan, who led his team in an unexpected attack. They managed to free all the disciples in a single move.
Chen Mo recalled that the base was filled with masters, and Pei Jiangnan and his few comrades were no match for them. They managed to rescue the hostages smoothly thanks to the intervention of a master who single-handedly killed all the masters in the base.
The name of that master was Long Aotian.
"Have you heard about my story?"
The White-clothed Gentleman Long Aotian was taken aback, lifting his gaze and staring at Chen Mo.
Your face is brimming with stories... Chen Mo muttered to himself, then grew serious and said, "No, it's just that the name Long Aotian is so famous that it shocked me. By the way, I don't know much about the prison break. Just as I said in my heart, there will be a prison break tonight, and it should happen at the third hour past midnight. Brother Aotian, please stop them on time so that those guys don't get away with it."
"How, you don't believe in me?"
Long Aotian was curious.
"I believe in you now."
Chen Mo smiled, "However, I still hope that Pei Jiangnan can go as well. Of course, it's not that I don't believe in your ability, but more that a larger group would make the situation more secure."
"You can rest assured that there will be many people... However, I don't understand why a idle young master at home would want to get involved for no reason. What is your purpose?"
"Has he already figured out my identity...?" Chen Mo gently tapped the table with his index fingers, "Rescue."
"Is that really all there is to it?"
"Indeed, so simple"
Chen Mo saw that Long Aotian's face was filled with 'I don't believe' in big characters. He sighed helplessly and said, "The maggots are tools for opposing Zhenwu Agency, and for them, they are enemies. However, those who are forced to become tools for refining are innocent. They barely crawl out of hell, and if they are forced back into it, it's too cruel for them."
Long Aotian was taken aback, and his gaze towards Chen Mo changed, from disdain to respect.
Chen Mo crumpled the letter in his hand and stuffed it into his palm, "I have other things to take care of, so I'll be on my way."
Watching Chen Mo's retreating back, Long Aotian was still savoring the words he had just heard.
"That's why he would shield those people from the citizens' stones on the street today. It all makes sense now; he's a kind-hearted fellow... But what did he mean by saying he didn't believe anyone besides Pei Jiangnan? Does that mean there's a traitor within Zhenwu Agency?"
At the third hour past midnight, outside the prison.
A sliver of moonlight seeps into a pitch-black cell, where three ragged women crouch in the dark corners, hugging their knees tightly, gritting their teeth, and showing signs of pain.
Although they have escaped the endless hell that brought them untold suffering, the myriad poisons and worms within their bodies still cause them excruciating pain every night.
The thin and weak little girl, only six years old, curled up her small body. Her forehead was dotted with sweat, her face pale, and she bit her white teeth tightly. She blinked her big eyes and stared at Liu Wu Xin, who was covered in bumps, "Said the brother would come to save us today. He said he would come to save us, right?"
"Among the world, the most unreliable are men's mouths, Little bean sprout, I advise you not to hold any hope. This world has no good people. No one can save us. Even if someone comes to save us, it's just from one hell to another."
The emaciated girl was curled up, her eyes dull and lifeless. On her face, which had been disfigured, there was not a trace of hope to be seen.
Liu Wu Xin wrapped her knees in her arms, her empty and lifeless gaze fixed on the floor. After experiencing such a long period of darkness, she doesn't believe that there will be light in the world. Even if there is, it's something she dare not touch.
Just like that sliver of bright moonlight, right in front of her, she dares not stand beneath it.
When she left the place that tormented her, Liu Wu Xin had not seen the sun for six years. She had thought that sunlight would be so dazzling and desirable, but when those stones fell on her body, Liu Wu Xin understood that she was unworthy to stand in the sunshine. Her world did not allow for the presence of light, and she could only survive in the shadows.
Bang!
A thunderous explosion broke the hard-won silence, and the pitch-black cell welcomed the bright moonlight. Shadows moved in the night sky as dark figures appeared.
Liu Wu Xin looked up at the dark figures appearing in the night sky, her face showing no joy or sorrow. It seemed she would never be able to live in the light.
