He suppressed the tumult in his heart and searched quickly among the motionless shadows with sharp eyes.
Were Zhao Boyang, Jin'er, Old Xiong, and Old Zhen also captured here? Where is Bai Zhi?
The square was too vast, and the shadows were dense like a forest, making the search difficult.
Gu Sheng remained highly vigilant, wary of potential patrols or Wuya Sect experts, while swiftly weaving through the motionless crowd, his gaze scanning over the numb faces.
Suddenly, his steps halted abruptly!
In a relatively sparse area near the center of the square, he saw several familiar faces!
It was Zhao Boyang, Old Xiong, Old Zhen! And also the one who had previously questioned him, Chen Zhen (Old Zhen)!
Like the other sacrifices, the four stood rigidly, eyes vacant, faces devoid of expression.
Zhao Boyang still bore scars and bloodstains from the battle, while Old Xiong and Old Zhen were even more ashen, their breath weak, clearly exhausted before being captured.
