The white-haired and white-bearded Zhuang Xiaocheng opened his bloodshot eyes, meeting his gaze with an unusually calm expression: "I only seek death."
"Good, good... when you see His Majesty and face torture in the Imperial Prison, I hope you can maintain this stubbornness." Zhao Douan sneered, uttering the typical villain's lines.
He pulled out a talisman from his sleeve and slapped it on Zhuang Xiaocheng's forehead with a "pop."
The latter immediately fell into unconsciousness.
"Put him in the box, let's prepare to enter the city," Zhao Douan said expressionlessly.
Yun Xi nodded, got up, dragged over a large box, and threw the unconscious Zhuang Xiaocheng inside.
...
Moments later, the boat docked.
Under Gongshu Tianyuan's "blind eye technique," the group smoothly passed the inspection by the government officer at the dock, rented a cart for transporting goods, and tossed the large box onto the cart. Yun Xi sat on the box, committed to not leaving it.
