THUMP!
The palace servant's legs gave out, and he collapsed straight to his knees. His face, deathly pale in the flickering firelight, looked like that of a ghoul.
He trembled all over, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach. His mind went blank, save for a single question that echoed relentlessly within—
'Why!?'
'The poison I gave Zheng Baosu was supposed to take a full hour to activate! How did these people get here so fast!?'
'What could have possibly gone wrong!?'
He couldn't figure it out, and there was no more time to think.
A languid, teasing voice came from behind. "He's all yours. I'm going back to report. Make sure you watch him closely this time. If you let him get away again... he won't be taken alive next time."
The man leading the Imperial Army cupped his fist. "Thank you for your help, Second Young Master Xie. We are deeply grateful and will not dare make such a mistake again!"
The palace servant froze when he heard this.
He looked back in disbelief!
