Xiao Zhen gently picked up the unconscious black-haired girl and said casually, "Let's go. There's nothing worth staying for here anymore."
Chelsea nodded. She was a prisoner now, after all. These people did not seem like the Empire's perverted noble lords, so they probably would not cruelly destroy a beautiful girl like her.
As they passed the noblewoman lying on the ground, Chelsea instinctively felt disgusted. She lightly pricked the slender neck with her Poison Sting, then paid her no more attention.
Although there were other surviving victims in the warehouse, their conditions were even worse. Some had been tortured by viruses until they barely had a breath left.
Xiao Zhen was no philanthropist. The only things he could do were probably avenge them and give them a quick death.
When Xiao Zhen stepped out of the warehouse, he saw the brutal scene of battle outside. Tatsumi and Ieyasu stood back to back, panting heavily as they resolutely refused to let anyone approach the warehouse entrance.
Tatsumi was doing fairly well. He was already quite capable, and now that he had a sharp sword in hand, the guards' weapons snapped the instant they clashed with it.
The other country boy, Ieyasu, was not performing nearly as well. Still, that did not mean he was weak. He had only just purged the various viruses from his body, and his stamina had yet to recover to its peak.
Even his weapon was merely a spear casually picked up from a dead guard on the ground.
The noble lord, who had hurriedly gotten out of bed, also arrived at the warehouse surrounded by a group of guards.
Seeing that there were only five of them, with two being country bumpkins who had been locked in the warehouse just two days ago—
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