With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

The young soldier shook his head. "I don't know. I was captured by them. They won't let us know their internal secrets."

"Since you were captured by them, do you want to leave here?" Nangong Wu asked him. "As long as you help us find someone, we'll take you with us when we leave."

Upon hearing this, the young soldier assumed they had also been captured and shook his head.

"Of course I want to, but there's no way to leave. The people who were captured with me ran away, were caught, hung up, and eventually beaten to death. You'd better not run around, or you'll die too..."

"Where are they holding people? Take us there now." Nangong Wu didn't want to say more, and slightly lowered the dagger in her hand.

The young soldier felt a pain in his neck and, frightened, quickly said, "Okay... I'll take you there."

He now knew that these two were not ordinary people.

After a while, the soldier led them to a secluded place, in front of a dilapidated wooden house. Seeing that no one was around, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the shaky wooden door.

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan exchanged a glance and followed them inside.

The soldier crawled under a wooden bed and then took out a small cloth bag.

"Gentlemen, this is where I live." The soldier placed the things on the table and then opened them one by one.

"This is the map I drew."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan came over to take a look.

The map was drawn rather crudely, and there were no words on it, so I couldn't understand what was drawn on it.

"This is a map of Qingfeng Village that I drew. I've been captured by them for a year and I've figured out the terrain here," the soldier explained, pointing to the map.

"This is their main outpost, with visible sentry posts, hidden sentry posts, prison cells, secret passages, caves..."

After explaining the map, he said to them, "If I can help you find someone, you can take me with you."

"Okay," Nangong Wu nodded in agreement, but warned him, "You'd better not try anything funny with us."

"No, I hate them so much! When they captured me, my grandmother was sick, and I don't know how she is now." The soldier's eyes were red.

Nangong Wu's eyes flickered slightly. "I heard there are 20,000 private soldiers on this mountain stronghold, is that right?"

"Yes, most of them are like me, captured from various places." The soldier looked somber.

"Do you know what kind of people they keep in their cells?" Nangong Wu asked again.

"I don't know. They don't let us get close to the prison cells, caves, or secret passages," the soldier shook his head.

Bei Chenyan looked at the location of the prison cave on the map. "Let's go there now."

"You can't go now," the soldier hurriedly said. "They're guarding it very tightly; it's best to go at night."

"Then let's wait until tonight!" Nangong Wu also felt that it would be more convenient to act at night.

After all, they were going into a cave and wouldn't be able to come out for a while.

"Then you guys stay here for now, I'll go out and gather information." The soldier said, and was about to leave.

"Wait," Nangong Wu called out to him.

The soldier stopped in his tracks. "I have to go out, or someone will come looking for me."

"Take this medicine." Nangong Wu gave him a purple pill.

"What is this?" The soldier looked at the pills, somewhat frightened.

"This is poison. I'll give you the antidote after we leave here safely." Nangong Wu suddenly grabbed his chin and threw the pill into his mouth.

The soldier's face was deathly pale. "I won't lie to you."

"Go!" Nangong Wu waved to him.

She just gave him a regular pill to scare him.

More than two hours passed. During that time, Bei Chenyan went out for a while and came back with two roasted chickens that were roasted until they were golden brown.

"You're grilling this when you go out?" Nangong Wu smelled the aroma of meat and suddenly felt a little hungry.

"No, it's too much trouble to bake it myself. I found a small town nearby and bought it." Bei Chenyan tore off a chicken leg for her.

"Thank you." Nangong Wu accepted it.

As the sun began to set, the soldier returned, covered in wounds and limping.

"You got beaten?" Nangong Wu looked him over; he was covered in mud, and his clothes on the back were torn by a whip.

The soldier closed the door, squatted down against it, hugged his knees, and began to sob bitterly.

"Don't cry. Whether we find him or not, we'll get you away tonight," Nangong Wu comforted him.

Hearing her words, the soldier stopped crying. "We were trained all afternoon, and the foreman said I was running too slowly, so he whipped me."

He took out a package from his pocket, opened it to reveal three small steamed buns, and handed them to them.

"You must be hungry! This is sorghum cornbread. This is all the food I could get. One for each of us."

Nangong Wu shook her head, "You eat it!"

The soldier knew they were disgusted, so he didn't say anything more and squatted there to eat slowly by himself.

"Here you go." Nangong Wu handed him a paper package.

The soldier smelled the aroma of meat and asked, "What's this?"

"Roast chicken, eat up! You'll have the strength to leave here if you eat your fill." Nangong Wu handed him the half roast chicken they had left over.

"Roast chicken?" The soldier asked in surprise, but still took it. "Thank you, hero!"

He hadn't eaten meat in a long time.

"What's your name?" Nangong Wu asked him.

"Fu Daniu".

Another half hour passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

As the night deepened, Fu Daniu grew nervous and pulled out a tattered bundle containing a worn-out set of clothes and a few strings of copper coins.

He put his clothes on over his clothes and put the copper coins in his pocket, looking as if he was ready to die.

"If we can get out tonight, we'll live; if we can't, we'll be a wronged soul here."

Nangong Wu glanced at him and said, "Stay close to us and you won't die."

"It's time to go." Bei Chenyan straightened his robes.

"Follow me." Fu Daniu walked ahead and led the way.

I led them along a secluded path, through dense trees, their clothes torn in several places, until we reached another hilltop.

Fu Daniu poked his head out from the bushes. "This cave is the prison. They keep important people here. There are thirty people outside, and another thirty people are lying in ambush. A patrol team comes by every fifteen minutes."

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan both took out binoculars to check the surrounding situation.

This is a cave. In front of it is an open space where about thirty people are standing. A dim lamp hangs on the stone wall.

"I'll go deal with those guards first." Bei Chenyan quietly left.

He returned in less than fifteen minutes, saying, "It's resolved."

They waited for another patrol to pass by, and Nangong Wu said to Beichen Yan, "I can go in by myself."

"Then be careful!" Bei Chenyan knew they couldn't go in together.

"I know, all you need to do is guard this entrance." Nangong Wu left him some more ammunition.

The two men acted simultaneously, throwing out several smoke bombs.

Only after all thirty soldiers had fallen did Nangong Wu walk out.

The prison gate was a heavy iron door with a large black iron lock hanging on it.

"It's actually a mechanical lock."

The lock was difficult to open, so Nangong Wu had to take out a chainsaw from her spatial storage.