Lin Taichu hurriedly looked toward where the black-clothed man had fallen, only to find that he was gone. All that remained was a pool of blood and an open vent—the black-clothed man had pried it open and escaped through it.
Lin Taichu rushed to the vent and peered inside. It was narrow, barely wide enough for one person to crawl through, and pitch-black within.
He wanted to pursue him, but feared an ambush inside. The vent passages were also complicated, and it would be easy to get lost.
"We can't chase him." Lin Taichu gritted his teeth and abandoned the thought of pursuit.
He knew that preserving his own life was what mattered most now. Once he saw the King tomorrow and explained everything, the black-clothed man's identity could naturally be uncovered.
He returned to the cell door and tried to close it, only to discover that the black-clothed man had damaged it beyond closing.
He could only lean beside the cell door and vigilantly watch the passage outside, guarding against more assassins.
After about half an hour, footsteps finally sounded in the passage. This time, they belonged to guards.
Lin Taichu tightened his grip on the Short Blade and prepared to fight.
Several guards ran over. When they saw the cell door open and Lin Taichu standing inside, they were all stunned.
"How are you here? Why is the cell door open? Where are the guards stationed here?"
Lin Taichu let out a breath and lowered his Short Blade. "Someone tried to kill me just now. The guards here were called away, and the murderer has already fled. Send people after him quickly—he may not have gotten far!"
The guards' expressions changed. They hurriedly sent someone to notify the Captain, while two remained behind to watch Lin Taichu and