"Wait here for us, Xiaohu. If we don't come back, head south immediately and find Doctor Li in Qinghe Town. He'll help you."
Wang Xiaohu said anxiously, "I don't want to wait here. I want to go with you!"
Lin Taichu held him down. "Your injuries are too severe. You'll only hold us back if you come. Be good and wait here for us to return."
With no other choice, Wang Xiaohu could only nod in agreement.
Once everything had been arranged, Zhao Feng set off first, running toward the city. Lin Taichu and Wu Qian waited for about an hour. When they heard the fire alarm bells ringing from within the city, they knew Zhao Feng had succeeded and hurried toward the prison.
Sure enough, the city was in chaos. Many officials and soldiers had gone to the Zheng residence to put out the fire, leaving far fewer guards at the prison. Lin Taichu and Wu Qian hid in an alley across from it, watching the situation inside.
"There are two guards at the main entrance and one at the side entrance," Lin Taichu said quietly. "I'll lure away the guards at the front. You go in through the side entrance and rescue him."
Wu Qian nodded and pulled a stone from his clothes. Lin Taichu took a deep breath and threw a stone toward the main entrance. It struck the ground with a sharp sound.
The two guards immediately became alert and headed toward the noise. Taking the opportunity, Lin Taichu circled around to the side entrance, knocked out the guard, and opened the door for Wu Qian.
After Wu Qian entered, Lin Taichu stayed outside to keep watch. Before long, sounds of fighting came from within. His heart tightened, and just as he was about to go