"Deal with matters here quickly."
Qin Shaofeng nodded and said, "Then Patriarch Shen, go see how my brother is doing. The rest of you, take me to meet that so-called Third Uncle."
Shen Xinhai was the first to move.
With the three Cangming Palace Envoys present, those who had never wanted to die immediately chose to stand on Qin Shaofeng's side.
At the very least, that was what they said for now.
Who knew what would happen in the future?
Immediately after.
Patriarch Shen said, "Please wait a moment," and his figure abruptly vanished.
This was the first time Patriarch Shen had displayed his cultivation before others.
The vast majority of the Shen Lineage had not known that their Patriarch was actually so formidable, and they were collectively shaken.
Patriarch Shen's lightning-fast speed truly frightened many members of the Shen Lineage.
Especially the guards in the black prison.
Who had ever seen the Patriarch in such a hurry?
Before they could even help Shen Zhong remove his chains, he stepped forward and smashed them apart with one palm strike each—the chains had been forged from refined steel and could suppress a martial expert's strength to a certain extent.
Amid Shen Zhong's bewildered expression.
Shen Xinhai directly hoisted him onto his shoulder, then vanished from everyone's sight with a flash.
That "please wait a moment" had truly not been an empty phrase.
In no more than a dozen breaths.
Shen Xinhai returned, carrying a blood-soaked person whose features were almost unrecognizable.
The one draped over his shoulder was naturally Shen Zhong.
On the way here, Shen Xinhai had clearly already fed Shen Zhong healing pills. Though his wounds were closing, they obviously could not be resolved in such a short time.
When Qin Shaofeng saw that familiar face again, his brows