CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 175: TELL EVERYONE THAT THIS PERSON BELONGS TO HIM

Walking towards the west of the execution platform, Tang Zan kicked away a brick on the ground, then jumped down first.

Pei Shu’er and the expert also jumped down.

The other members of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion saw this and gathered towards that direction, following them down.

Some were killed on the spot, but more people escaped.

Of course, they all bore injuries, some heavy, some light.

Below the execution platform was a long slide. Pei Shu’er didn’t know how long she had been sliding, but she was held in Tang Zan’s arms all the way.

The amount of blood on Tang Zan was so much that Pei Shu’er felt sticky all over herself by the end.

They finally reached a hall where the slide ended.

Pei Shu’er looked at her black clothes, which were now covered with red stains.

She looked up, only to have her face held by Tang Zan’s blood-soaked hands, smearing blood all over her face.

Tang Zan then raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Very beautiful."

It was his.

It was his Pei Shu’er, who had saved him once again.

His heart was burning, and he looked at Pei Shu’er’s eyes as if they could melt her.

Not knowing what to do, he could only follow his heart and leave some marks on her.

To tell others, this person is his.

Claimed by Tang Zan.

No one is allowed to take her from him.

Pei Shu’er: "..."

Does this villain have some major illness?

Pei Shu’er felt like she had been marked like a telephone pole by a dog.

She took a deep breath: "Come here, let me treat your wounds."

Tang Zan nodded, moving closer to Pei Shu’er.

Leaving bloody footprints with every step, Pei Shu’er sighed and eventually walked towards him.

Disregarding his crazy behavior, this major villain still had a side that invited sympathy.

Especially when he used those dark eyes to focus on her without blinking.

The most severe wound was on his chest.

When Pei Shu’er removed his clothing, she saw his body was covered with dense scars.

And that wound, penetrating from the front chest to the back, was still bleeding.

She quickly medicated and bandaged it, finally stopping the bleeding.

The next was his right hand.

She said, "Let me see your right hand."

Tang Zan lowered his eyes, surprisingly obediently extending his hand.

The tendon was severed at the wrist, with a large gash there.

Pei Shu’er frowned, having to bandage it first and wait until it was safe to deal with it further.

Now, Tang Zan’s men were also emerging from the slide one by one, and the last one came out at that moment.

He said, "The officers are chasing us."

Tang Zan’s expression remained unchanged.

"People divide and stand on both sides, and once someone comes out, hack them to death with chaotic blades."

Pei Shu’er saw that Tang Zan had already arranged everything; there was no need to stay with such a well-laid-out battle plan. Even a fool could successfully eliminate the enemies.

Now, more important things needed to be done.

She said, "Tang Zan, I know your father’s whereabouts."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Zan immediately asked, "Where?"

"In a water prison."

At this point, the expert who had been following Pei Shu’er spoke up.

"Pavilion Master, it was us who infiltrated with the prison guard, where she took your father."

Tang Zan raised an eyebrow, truly impressed by Pei Shu’er at this moment.

"How did you come up with this?"

After all, Dayan had never had such a case where a death row inmate was swapped.

Pei Shu’er thought, of course, it’s because she knew the development of the story.

"I just wanted to see how the War King was doing and then happened upon it."

"Quick, there’s no time to waste, let’s leave quickly."

After a rapid rush, Pei Shu’er brought Tang Zan into the water prison.

The two of them also disguised themselves, both dressing as prison guards, though Tang Zan posed as the Prison Chief while the expert and Pei Shu’er’s disguises remained unchanged.

At the same time, the expert was carrying a large sack.

The prison guards stopped them for questioning, and Tang Zan frowned, while Pei Shu’er spoke in the voice of the Prison Chief.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Be careful or you’ll lose your head."

Now, no one dared ask any more questions.

After winding through labyrinth-like paths, they finally reached the water prison.

When Tang Zan saw the War King submerged in the water prison, his eyes reddened, lips trembling, unable to utter the word father.

The War King was unconscious at that moment, his head hanging low.

Pei Shu’er was worried someone might come to swap out the War King again and quickly checked for any signs of a human skin mask.

Luckily, there was none, indicating this was indeed the War King.

Pei Shu’er immediately said, "Quickly, swap them."

When the sack was opened, there lay a man looking identical to the War King.

The only difference was a human skin mask seam behind his ear.

But Pei Shu’er had concealed it well with makeup so that no one could detect anything unless touched.

Pei Shu’er said to him, "As long as you act the part of the War King well, I will take care of your family. After all, you were doomed anyway."

The man bowed to Pei Shu’er: "Thank you for your benevolence, miss."

Behind, Tang Zan carried the War King, and Pei Shu’er led the way out of the labyrinthine water prison.

As they left, they took a different route. Passing by a window, Tang Zan embraced her with his left hand and leaped through it.

The expert followed suit.

Then, Tang Zan kept holding Pei Shu’er tight as he ran across the rooftops, and she worried about his wounds.

"Put me down."

She smelled a metallic scent, implying Tang Zan’s wound had reopened.

Instead of listening, Tang Zan only held her tighter.

At this moment, Pei Shu’er reached outside their small courtyard.

After the two entered, Pei Shu’er quickly said,

"Put the War King on the bed in the room, let me treat his wounds."

The War King had been soaked in water all night. Even though he hadn’t been beaten again, his previous wounds were inflamed, and he was running a fever.

When Pei Shu’er removed the War King’s clothes, she saw his body covered with whip marks from being beaten during interrogation.

There was even a brand of the character "greed" burned onto him.

Tang Zan’s eyes reddened with fury, almost wanting to slaughter the Emperor.

But he knew clearly that if he went to confront the Emperor now, their absconding from exile would surely be exposed.

By then, even the third house and the Tang Family might be implicated.

Pei Shu’er treated the War King’s upper body wounds, and when it came to places she could not conveniently treat, she looked at Tang Zan.

"You saw the method I used to treat wounds, didn’t you? You should treat your father likewise."

Tang Zan nodded, and Pei Shu’er left the room.

Only when Tang Zan called her did she return.

Luckily, Tang Peizhong only had some severe beatings, with more serious injuries on the upper body that Pei Shu’er had already treated.

And his body was rather weakened from such a long prison stay.

Afterward, Pei Shu’er said to Tang Zan, "It’s your turn."

Tang Zan approached, watching Pei Shu’er standing loftily, and she nudged with her mouth towards him.

"Take off your clothes."