The cap of a Confucian scholar spoke earnestly, "A person escaping from Prison Devil Land has at most a quarter of an hour before being discovered. We will not extend this time because, firstly, it is meaningless; and secondly, [Sima] is a sufficiently dangerous figure."
Zhang Xiaozhu nodded, "I understand. Everything will proceed with the utmost urgency. From the moment he escapes, we will use a quarter hour to finish casting the rod. Whether there are fish or not, we leave it to fate."
"That's right."
The entire Shaolong Immortal Platform mobilized all its might, just for this quarter hour.
Zhang Xiaozhu said to Kongtong and the youth, "...Now that Immortal Platform is in charge of this case, even if there's the slightest absurd possibility, we will cling to it to the end."
Indeed, it was so.
At 3 AM sharp.
"...He's here." The cap of a Confucian scholar looked down and whispered softly.
Zhang Xiaozhu gripped the sword scabbard in silence.