Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

Baolin Hall.

After Zhuang Xue'e dropped Qin Mo and the other person off here, she received a call from Old Master Zhuang.

She was unable to enter and left first, unwilling to give up.

Cui Ruiling came out to greet them. Seeing Qin Mo supporting the boy, she quickly opened the door.

"Brother Qin, what's going on?"

"Go inside first, and prepare some disinfectant and hemostatic medicine for me."

"Okay!" Cui Ruiling quickly agreed.

Her health has almost fully recovered, and she can now at least walk on her own.

Hearing the commotion, Cui Pu also came out. Without asking any questions, he helped Qin Mo take the boy to the backyard for accommodation.

The boy had already fainted on the way here, and he had many internal and external injuries.

Qin Mo took the lead in treating his internal injuries with acupuncture, while Cui Pu assisted by bandaging his external wounds.

Cui Ruiling couldn't do much else, so she could only do her best to help boil and fetch water.

After all that work, it was already late at night.

However, the boy's life was saved.

"Mr. Cui, Ruiling, thank you so much."

After finishing his work, Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the grandfather and grandson.

They didn't ask where the boy came from, nor what had happened.

This trust alone was enough to move Qin Mo.

Cui Pu waved his hand: "Don't be so polite with me. Baolin Hall is practically yours now. If you want to bring people back, no one will have any objections."

Cui Ruiling smiled gently and nodded in agreement: "What Grandpa said is what I also wanted to say. Brother Qin, from now on, Baolin Hall will be your home."

After that night, she did not develop any special feelings for Qin Mo because of their physical intimacy.

But she understood that her life was now tied to Qin Mo's.

A life-saving grace is nothing compared to the existence of Baolin Hall.

Qin Mo understood what she meant and smiled, "Okay, thank you."

However, since the grandfather and grandson trusted him, he wouldn't place a dangerous person here for no reason.

He still wanted to find out the truth after the other person woke up.

After keeping watch all night, the boy finally woke up when the sun was just breaking through the thin mist, revealing a hint of gold.

Qin Mo was overjoyed and carried the breakfast prepared by Cui Ruiling to the bedside.

"You're awake! How are you feeling?"

The boy's hair was very long, and it looked like it hadn't been styled in a long time, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

Qin Mo wasn't angry: "You don't need to be hostile towards me. I saved you only because I valued your abilities."

"However, I have no intention of taking advantage of your kindness. If you do not wish to follow me, I will not force you."

"But your body is already very weak. If you don't eat something, your internal injuries will never heal."

After saying that, he placed breakfast next to the boy's bed.

Cui Ruiling is an excellent cook; even a simple breakfast tastes delicious.

Freshly made steamed buns this morning, a small dish of pickled vegetables, and a bowl of vegetable porridge.

For the boy who hadn't eaten for several days, it was like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

"Gulp..."

He swallowed hard, but eventually began to wolf down his food.

Seeing him start eating, Qin Mo smiled with satisfaction.

After the boy finished eating and wiped his mouth, Qin Mo finally learned his name.

"I don't have a name, only a number. You can call me Number Seven."

"Number seven?"

Qin Mo raised an eyebrow, already having a clue as to where the boy came from: "You're from Lei Family Fortress, aren't you?"

Number Seven suddenly raised his head, his body tensed instantly, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Mo.

This is his defensive stance.

"You don't need to be so nervous."

Qin Mo crossed his arms, leaned against a pillar, and said casually:

"I could tell you were an assassin the moment you made your move yesterday."

"Moreover, he is an assassin who has been meticulously trained since childhood."

"In the martial arts world of the Great Yan Dynasty, the two largest assassin organizations are the Tang Clan and the Lei Family Fortress."

"However, the two assassins use different methods. The Tang Clan mainly uses hidden weapons, and their assassinations emphasize speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy."

"As for Lei Family Fortress, it's much simpler and more brutal. Rather than training assassins, they're more like training death squads."

Another point is the boy's name.

Most of the Tang Clan's top assassins are members of their inner circle.

Even servants of the Tang Clan are given the surname "Tang".

The Lei Family Fortress was different; the assassins were merely weapons they trained to seize power and profit for the Lei Family Fortress.

They preferred to take in orphans who were at their wits' end and train them to become their weapons.

Therefore, they never give these "blades" a name.

However, these are all just Qin Mo's guesses.

What was truly confirmed was the reaction of number seven.

After listening to Qin Mo's analysis, Number Seven still looked wary.

Qin Mo sighed: "Since I saved you, I won't hurt you, otherwise I wouldn't have wasted my energy."

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have run away from Lei Family Fortress and been captured by the people of Golden Beach, right?"

Number Seven finally relaxed a bit.

"Hmm." He nodded, but was unwilling to say anything more.

Qin Mo didn't force him: "Now that you've escaped, you definitely don't want to go back."

"Perfect timing, my clinic is about to open, and I need a bodyguard."

"If you're willing to stay, I'll give you a meal."

"If you don't want to, you can leave after you recover. I won't restrict your personal freedom."

Most of the assassins in Lei Family Fortress were orphans without parents.

Judging from Number Seven's appearance, he probably has nowhere to go either.

Qin Mo saw his potential; if nurtured, he would indeed be a sharp sword.

But unlike Lei Jiabao, he didn't like to force people to do things against their will.

Otherwise, this sword will become a double-edged sword.

After saying that, Qin Mo didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

"Rest now. Someone will bring you food and change your dressing at noon. Don't hurt that old man; he means you no harm."

Since Number Seven escaped from Lei Family Fortress, it means he didn't want to be an assassin.

With his skills, it wouldn't be difficult for him to do something bad to fill his stomach.

The fact that he has fallen to this state shows that he is not a bad person at heart.

Only then did Qin Mo feel at ease letting him stay at the clinic.

When he came out of the room, Cui Ruiling was waiting for him outside.

In the sunlight, the girl's skin was as white as snow, and she gave him a gentle smile: "Brother Qin, is the clinic opening today?"

I was in a rush to come back last night, and I was also in a rush to leave the day before yesterday.

To this day, Qin Mo has not had a chance to properly communicate with Cui Ruiling.

After all, they had been intimate, and he didn't want to leave without any explanation.

"Rui Ling, what happened that day was urgent, you know I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cui Ruiling had already taken over the conversation with a smile.

"Brother Qin, you don't need to worry about it so much."

"You saved my life; I should be the one thanking you."

"Rui Ling isn't so ungrateful; she won't use what happened that day to bother you."

"In the future, if you meet a woman you like, Ruiling will also bless you."

Cui Ruiling spoke from the bottom of her heart: "As long as I can live well, I already consider myself very lucky."

Seeing that she had said that, Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he smoothly picked up where she left off: "Okay, let's get ready, we'll open for business today."