The dimly lit apprentice dormitory was lit by only two oil residue lamps.
There lay Chen Ji on the communal bed, dressed in clean clothes with white bandages wrapped around his chest and thigh, while the scent of Chinese medicine pervaded the entire dormitory.
Such a strong odor of medicinal herbs felt like the presence of a dying breath.
But Chen Ji could not afford to think of such things, having been unconscious for a day and a night, which was time enough for too many events to occur.
Before he lost consciousness, Jin Zhu and the Ning Dynasty Secret Spy Department he led had already found a witness and were checking the direction of Wu Hongbiao's escape.
Now that Chen Ji had not been captured, there were two possibilities: either the Spy Department was slow in its search, as there were few pedestrians on a rainy night and no new witnesses had been found, or Wu Hongbiao had already been taken to the inner prison but had not yet incriminated Chen Ji.