Transmigrated To Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Escape
Seeing that Jian Shi and others did not believe his words, Liushiliu said, “Brothers, if you don’t believe me, why don’t you help Miss Duan? She is a very kind person and a person worth making friends with.”

Seeing Jian Shi and others fall into silence, he added, “I need to get back to work. See you later, Brothers.”

After leaving these words, Liushiliu activated his lightness skill and left the mansion. After a moment of silence, a secret guard looked at Jian Shi and asked, “Captain, do you believe what Liushiliu said?”

Jian Shi thought for a while and said, “You will know after you try it.”

The other secret guards nodded, and then Jian Shi said, “Go back to your respective positions. Keep your eyes open and stay alert. It has been two days since Master came back, and those people can no longer stay calm. There may be some ants trying to crawl in tonight.”

The others nodded when they heard this and said, “Yes, Captain.”

A second later, everyone left the lake pavilion and returned to their hiding places. That night, it was so quiet in Yan Junwang’s Mansion that people could even hear the sound of the wind.

Late at night, Zhang Zongyi returned to Rui Qinwang’s Mansion. He walked to the study and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knock on the door echoed in the silent night, and a few seconds later, Wan Sifan’s cold voice came from inside.

“Come in.”

Zhang Zongyi opened the door and walked in. When he saw Wan Sifan sitting behind the large desk, he clasped his fists and said, “Master.”

Wan Sifan raised his head from the book he was reading and asked, “How is it?”

Zhang Zongyi replied, “It’s done. Our people have brought Duan Shizi out of Liang Prefecture. They are on their way back to the imperial capital city now.”

Wan Sifan nodded and said, “Good. When they arrive, let them throw Duan Shizi in front of Dali Si.”

After a moment of silence, Wan Sifan added, “If you have nothing to report, you can go and rest early.”

Zhang Zongyi saw Wan Sifan continuing to read and said, “Yes, Master.”

As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Zongyi saw a captain from Xue Lang Pavilion stumbling over.

The captain was covered in blood, fell to the ground, and said with difficulty, “That– that woman– sh, she escapes… cough!”

After saying that, the captain coughed up a mouthful of black blood and took his last breath. Upon seeing this, Zhang Zongyi quickly reached out to feel the captain’s pulse. Unable to detect a pulse, Zhang Zongyi reached out and closed the captain’s empty eyes. He stood up and walked back to the study.

Before Zhang Zongyi could speak, Wan Sifan asked, “What happened?”

Zhang Zongyi’s face darkened, and he said, “Master, someone came to report that Liang Jiaying escaped.”

Wan Sifan put down his book and asked, “What about the messenger?”

Zhang Zongyi lowered his head and said, “He died, and he was one of the captain teams.”

Hearing this, Wan Sifan’s eyes flashed with anger. It is not easy for him to cultivate his people in secret. Moreover, it is not easy to train a person who is trustworthy and can serve as the captain of the Xue Lang Pavilion.

After a moment of silence, Wan Sifan stood up and put on his cloak. He picked up his sword, put on his mask, and left the study. As he walked past the corpse, Wan Sifan’s hand on the sword tightened.

Being able to kill his subordinate with poison, Liang Jiaying is indeed much more skilled than he thought. After leaving Rui Qinwang’s Mansion, Wan Sifan and Zhang Zongyi rushed to Xue Lang Pavilion.

When they arrived in the outer courtyard of the headquarters of the Xue Lang Pavilion an hour later, what Wan Sifan saw made him furious. He checked the corpses scattered on the ground one by one and found that they all died in the same manner as the captain who sent the message.

After checking several corpses, Wan Sifan went to the underground prison with a dark face. Along the way, countless corpses lay motionless on the ground. The moment Wan Sifan and Zhang Zongyi arrived at the underground prison, they saw Liang Jiaying kicking the body of a prison guard.

When Wan Sifan saw this, he gritted his teeth and said, “Courting death!”

Hearing his cold voice from behind, Liang Jiaying stopped kicking the corpse and turned around. When she saw him and Zhang Zongyi, Liang Jiaying’s originally twisted expression changed instantly.

She smiled at Wan Sifan and asked gently, “Sifan, it’s already so late. Why are you here? This place is too cold. Be careful of colds.”

The moment his name came out of Liang Jiaying’s mouth, Wan Sifan’s murderous intent rushed toward her like a tsunami. The next second, he appeared in front of Liang Jiaying and grabbed her neck.

Suffocated by his murderous intent, Liang Jiaying’s face turned red, and her eyes filled with tears.

Wan Sifan stared at her coldly and lifted her with one hand. Wan Sifan’s cold fingers strangled her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe.

With every second passed by, Liang Jiaying’s face turned red, and she felt that her lungs were about to explode. She grabbed Wan Sifan’s fingers around her neck and desperately clawed at it, trying to break away and breathe some air.

However, as a martial arts expert, Wan Sifan was much stronger than an ordinary woman like her. No matter how hard she tried, Wan Sifan’s hand remained motionless, and the fingers squeezing her neck became tighter and tighter.

Two minutes later, Wan Sifan saw Liang Jiaying almost suffocating to death and threw her away. As soon as her body fell heavily to the ground, Liang Jiaying gasped for breath and coughed violently.

“Gasp! Cough! Cough! Cough!”

After a few seconds, she raised her tearful eyes and looked at Wan Sifan.