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Xiao'er glanced and noticed that soldiers had already entered the inn's main gate.

"Zhao Yong, how is your wound?" After taking two healing pills, it should have mostly healed by now.

Zhao Yong could no longer feel any pain. He touched the deepest wound, which had already scabbed over, and the other minor injuries had also returned to normal.

Once again, he deeply appreciated the magic of these healing pills!

"The deepest wound has already scabbed over."

Xiao'er breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Mess up your hair a bit, pretend like you just woke up, the bodyguards are coming." Xiao'er said this while messing up her own hair. Looking over the two of them and the furnishings in the room, seeing that everything was normal, she opened the door while yawning, "Innkeeper, what's going on at your inn? It's so noisy in the middle of the night, can't people sleep?"