Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1046 - 624: Divine Rune

Afterward, there was no conversation between Hell’s Wan Ge and Sui Yi.

Because the former had fallen asleep, the latter also remained silent.

The twilight faded away.

The evening glow filled the sky.

Their two figures cast increasingly longer and farther shadows.

Meanwhile, Seo Ziling and his companion took advantage of the chaos to untie Shi Long’s ropes, but Shi Long did not leave with them; instead, he escaped alone.

Seeing this, the two realized something was wrong and didn’t dare linger. They seized the opportunity to run away.

Hiding and blending in within Yangzhou City...

Sure enough, that very day, Yuwen Huaji’s minions were searching everywhere for Shi Long, and naturally, looking for them as well.

"This is really bad; Yuwen Huaji’s lackeys are increasing in number and searching for our tracks. Little Lingzi, this is my fault this time, too reckless, otherwise we wouldn’t have attracted this disaster."

Kou Zhong was filled with regret; if he hadn’t thought that by saving Shi Long, Shi Long would be grateful and teach them martial arts, they wouldn’t have invited such calamity.

Seo Ziling was still warily observing their surroundings when he suddenly heard Kou Zhong apologize, which surprised him a bit, but he also found it quite amusing. "You fool, we’re brothers. We don’t have to be so calculative, besides, don’t forget I didn’t object when you suggested this idea~"

"Good brother!" Kou Zhong patted Seo Ziling’s shoulder, suddenly his brow furrowed quickly, "Someone’s here!"

Whoosh!

Two or three people suddenly jumped down from above the alley.

It was the notorious group of thugs in Yangzhou City, a gathering place for hoodlums, and in these few days, those with the best skills were here.

"Capture them alive!"

With a command, Seo Ziling realized that some of the forces, big and small, in Yangzhou City must have been coerced by Yuwen Huaji.

Furthermore, the opponents wanted to capture them alive, which made sense since they could just kill them... unless the opponents thought they were closely related to Shi Long and had ulterior motives!

This was truly disastrous!

The two turned to run, but.....

The few men in front of them blocked the path on both ends.

Fight!

Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong lunged forward and engaged in a fierce struggle with these people...

Moments later, Kou Zhong was pinned to the ground, while Seo Ziling was pressed against a wall, both battered and bruised. As they were about to be taken away, one of the men suddenly said, "Did that lady go home?"

"Yes, the boss instructed that everyone related to that person should be taken... but that young lady is really pretty, those guys who went must have had a good time, unlike us who can only catch these two kids."

"Don’t mess around, that girl seems to have some people... the higher-ups mentioned it too."

"Got it, got it. They’re just having fun talking."

Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong’s expressions changed rapidly.

They seemed to know who that lady was.

In Yangzhou, the situation was turbulent, undercurrents surging as all parties, both in the open and hidden, sought out two groups of people.

First, Shi Long.

Second, naturally Sui Yi.

While Shi Long’s whereabouts were still unknown, Sui Yi and Hell’s Wan Ge were in a secluded mountain with a village nestled against a mountain canyon.

In this village, the people wore coarse clothes, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

And they might never in their lives have seen or touched a ten-tael silver ingot.

Of course, Sui Yi himself didn’t have ten-tael silver ingots, just some scattered silver, which together added up to four or five taels, enough to rent an empty house.

Inside the house, the heater’s coals burned brightly.

On the bed, Hell’s Wan Ge was covered tightly with a quilt, eyes closed, breathing evenly.

A face rarely shown maintained a semblance of Yi’s cold and aloof demeanor, only she never carried Yi’s bone-chilling coldness nor indifference towards life. If Yi harbored too much pain and memory, appearing more resolute, this person harbored too many secrets, unpredictable, resistant to exploration.

Yi was an assassin, sharp and ready to strike at any moment.

Hell’s Wan Ge was also an assassin but silent and elusive.

The crackling of the coals illuminated Hell’s Wan Ge, also lighting Sui Yi’s face.

She watched as golden fluid-like lines spread across Hell’s Wan Ge’s pale face, her brow furrowed.

The situation couldn’t be changed by her; Hell’s Wan Ge had to endure it alone.

After a while, Sui Yi sighed lightly, closing her eyes to cultivate her inner strength.

At some point, she heard some faint sounds; it turned out Hell’s Wan Ge had awoken.

She sat up halfway from the bed, clutching the quilt, looking at the dim white light outside the window.