Fishing for Arrests
Once he saw that Zheng Shi'an had agreed, the man said in a low voice, "Let Su Ran go, and don't track her. I can bring the Jialan Flute and pledge allegiance to your sect."
The middle-aged man replied in a low voice, "Fine. But you must swear a soul oath that you'll never betray the Purple Sha Demonic Sect. Otherwise, may heaven strike you down!"
The corners of Zheng Shi'an's eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment's silence, he nodded and swore the oath.
The middle-aged man smiled silently as well. With that assurance, he finally felt a little more at ease. Otherwise, Zheng Shi'an's uncanny knack for ensnaring people would have been impossible to guard against.
If they hadn't had a hostage today, he might not have been able to capture Zheng Shi'an so easily.
With the deal settled, he glanced back. The young man behind him immediately understood, stepped forward, and helped Zheng Shi'an to his feet.
Su Ran clutched Zheng Shi'an's arm, refusing to let go. "Brother Shi'an, you can't go with them!" she cried.
"Go on, Su Ran! Don't worry, I'll be fine," he said with a bitter smile.
His only consolation was that these people still didn't know Su Ran was an alchemist. Otherwise, they would have done whatever it took to make her join the Purple Sha Demonic Sect.
As for him, finding a way to escape would be relatively easy.
Su Ran couldn't match the young man's strength. All she could do was watch helplessly as he was led away.
The group entered the valley. Without warning, the middle-aged man struck and knocked Zheng Shi'an out with a drug.
Gravely wounded, Zheng Shi'an was completely unprepared. After taking one breath, he passed out.
The young man looked at the middle-aged