The Jail

"Grand Commandant Zhou's surname was Zhou and his given name was Yafu. In his youth, his valor surpassed that of all three armies, and his strength was second to none. Later, he overwhelmed all the heroes of the seven kingdoms and could be called the greatest expert in our Great Han court. Oh, Grand General Li-Grand General Li doesn't count. When it comes to sneak attacks, nobody can beat Grand General Li..."

When Zhang Xuezhou entered the dream again, he and Zhang Qian had already been locked up in a damp cell.

The only consolation was that their legs hadn't been broken, and their tongues were still intact.

Zhang Qian's face was heavy with worry.

Perhaps afraid that his tongue might be pulled out, Zhang Qian was chattering away, constantly putting his three-inch tongue to use as he recounted what he knew about the matter.

"If he's the greatest expert, how could he have lost in a spell duel?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"The Yin-Yang School must have a great treasure, and they used it to injure Grand Commandant Zhou's mind," Zhang Qian said. "That's the only explanation for now!"

"A great treasure that can defeat the greatest expert?"

Zhang Xuezhou rubbed the sore parts of his body. He found it hard to believe Zou Bugui had such a treasure.

If Zou Bugui had possessed a great treasure capable of defeating a top expert like Grand Commandant Zhou, Jin Wanliang wouldn't have chased him all over the place back then.

"The court has now issued a warrant for Zou Bugui's arrest," Zhang Qian said dejectedly. "I hope Zou Bugui turns himself in soon!"

"How can they arrest him when they can't even find him?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Don't they still have you?"

Zhang Qian pursed his lips.

He felt miserable.

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