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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
When Xie Lianzhen returned, Lu Mingshu felt that a burden was lifted off her shoulder. Any thinking could be left to Xie Lianzhen.
Perhaps it was because he spent twenty years in a wheelchair with nothing he could do but think; thus he ended up mastering spell formations.
"The guards of this spell formation should have realized that there's foreign matter in here." Xie Lianzhen pointed out. "The emperor isn't paying attention to us now because we are still insignificant to him. But if we remain here, alive and slowly restoring our strength, someone will come to end us sooner rather than later."
"But it's impossible for us to escape now….."
"Yeah, let's not talk about this first. But there are surely people who take turns to guard this place daily. If we get out, there will surely be someone who will notice. What we should be doing now is to stay here and recuperate before doing anything."