Aman was nestled in Song Qingshu's arms, her pretty face flushed red, making her seem all the more ravishing. Öchen's heart raced at the sight, and he sighed inwardly. Hua Zheng could be considered a beauty as well, but compared to the delicate, alluring girl before him, she still fell far short. One could only say that gains always came with losses.
Afraid that looking any longer would disturb his state of mind, Öchen hurriedly composed himself and said to Walalaqi, "In that case, lead the way."
Walalaqi did not get up. Instead, he glared at Elder Usun beside him. "It's time to remove the restriction on me, isn't it? What exactly did you do to me?"
He had learned excellent martial arts in the Central Plains and naturally understood things like acupoint sealing. Yet he clearly had not had his acupoints sealed just now, and still he could not move a single muscle. It was truly inconceivable.
Öchen also looked toward Elder Usun. "Great Shaman, I think it would be better to release him first."
Elder Usun frowned and said in a deep voice, "I can release him, but he must hand over the poisoned needles on him first." Although the other man's martial arts were not bad, with himself and the Water Moon Great Sect Master present, there was no need for concern. Still, those poisoned needles were far too vicious. If Walalaqi suddenly fired them at close range, even he might not be able to defend against them.
He had only just managed to force the broken needles out of his body. He had no desire to experience that agony again.
Walalaqi naturally refused, but his consent was unnecessary. At Öchen's signal, Mongol Empire soldiers immediately searched him and found the poisoned needles on his body.
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