The surrounded prisoners all shouted: "This hero is right, after eighteen years we'll be heroes again."
For a moment, there was an overwhelming sense of bravado.
But how long this courage would last was uncertain.
In the firelight as bright as day, the flickering of blades and spears made it hard for General Jin to see faces clearly.
He silently lamented his bad luck; despite being very cautious, his presence was still revealed.
These people came far too quickly.
At this moment, someone smugly spoke up.
"You little thieves, it wasn't in vain that I've been following you for so long. Now, how dare you attempt a prison break. Don't worry, follow the vine and none of the bitter melons on this vine will escape."
General Jin squinted to look over, and it was the second housekeeper of the Chengen Marquis Mansion, standing under a torch, smugly stroking his rat-like beard and laughing wildly.
It seems the Chengen Marquis Mansion had been keeping watch all along.
