"Haha, quickly bring the person to me."
Upon hearing that Ji Mo had been captured alive, Han Zhu's eyes lit up with excitement. She usurped the host's role and began issuing orders to the Ximen family's servants.
Ximen Cang exchanged a glance with a servant, who then complied.
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage frowned slightly, muttering to himself, "Ji Mo was captured so easily. Could it be a trap?"
He felt something was amiss. Having personally experienced Ji Mo's brutal beating, he knew how formidable Ji Mo was and didn't believe Granny Shi could have succeeded so easily.
"Medicine Sage, you worry too much. That Granny Shi is cunning and full of schemes. Dealing with a mere young brat like Ji Mo is as simple as lifting a hand."
Ximen Cang understood Granny Shi well. She appeared kind on the outside, but her heart was indeed dark.
As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. Granny Shi poisoned Madam Chi without being discovered. Dealing with Ji Mo would be child's play.
"Granny Shi is indeed capable and can be put to great use!"
Han Zhu spoke, clearly satisfied with Granny Shi's performance. Such talent, if utilized properly, could yield twice the results with half the effort.
Most importantly, Granny Shi was greedy for wealth, and the Sea Clan was never short of money.
"You all don't know, that Ji fellow is no ordinary person. He's not that easy to deal with."
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage was still trying to persuade them. After all, he had no room to resist in front of Ji Mo, and Granny Shi's strength was not even comparable to his. How could she possibly deal with Ji Mo?
Han Zhu and Ximen Cang smiled and remained silent, thinking the Poison Hand Medicine Sage was a sore loser, making excuses for his failure by exaggerating Ji Mo's capabilities.
In their eyes, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. A small sparrow couldn't outsmart an old fox.
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage was so angry he could only glare. He felt belittled, as if he were useless and good for nothing. It was infuriating.
Granny Shi arrived, carrying Ji Mo on her back, panting heavily, her forehead beaded with sweat.
She couldn't fathom why this young man was so heavy. Carrying him was like carrying a mountain; he was exceptionally weighty.
"Granny Shi, you've worked hard."
Han Zhu rose from her chair, feigning a humble demeanor as she went to greet them.
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage, however, stared intently at Ji Mo. Seeing that the young man was still unconscious, he couldn't discern anything amiss.
He felt a pang of bitterness. Could it be that this old woman, who looked like a walking raisin, truly possessed unimaginable skills?
"Esteemed Han Zhu, I have not failed in my mission."
Granny Shi was a shrewd individual, maintaining a very low profile and knowing how to please others.
She knew very well that young masters like Han Zhu enjoyed such displays.
As expected, Han Zhu's smile widened, and she promised, "You have rendered a great service, and I will reward you handsomely. Once we take Lan Yu City, you will surely have a place."
Such a declaration was also meant to be seen by Ximen Cang and others, sending a signal that those who followed the Sea Clan diligently would never be mistreated.
Ximen Cang understood that Granny Shi would become a favored figure by Han Zhu's side. He flattered her, "Granny Shi, you are truly amazing. Quickly tell us how you captured this Ji Mo."
"Effortlessly, with no trouble at all!"
Granny Shi said proudly, recounting the process of capturing Ji Mo.
She even added contemptuously, "This brat is a coward, extremely timid. He didn't even dare to call for help."
Upon hearing this, the Poison Hand Medicine Sage trembled uncontrollably and struggled to get up from his reclining chair, intending to flee.
Coward?
Timid?
You're the one who's audacious, daring to bring this harbinger of disaster here.
Don't you dare bring ruin upon me with your suicidal actions, you old hag!
"Medicine Sage, what are you doing? Are you perhaps resentful and wish to personally kill this Ji fellow to exact revenge?"
Ximen Cang, seeing the Poison Hand Medicine Sage's sudden surge of agitation, assumed it was the sight of an enemy that fueled his anger.
Han Zhu gently pressed the Poison Hand Medicine Sage, who had just started to rise, back into his reclining chair. She said reassuringly, "Medicine Sage, do not be hasty. Once we extract the information I desire, I will hand him over to you for disposal."
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage was on the verge of tears. Who on earth wanted revenge? He wanted to escape!
He quickly transmitted a message to the three people present, urging them to seize the opportunity when Ji Mo was not paying attention and strike him down, killing him on the spot.
"Medicine Sage, have you perhaps been scared witless by this brat? He is completely defenseless now, there is no need for you to be afraid."
Granny Shi felt that the Poison Hand Medicine Sage's reputation was undeserved and that he was not living up to it.
Rumor had it that this old fellow was ruthless and bloodthirsty, having killed countless beings and poisoned innumerable creatures. To her surprise, he was also a coward.
Granny Shi's words were spoken aloud, not transmitted secretly. This meant the Poison Hand Medicine Sage's intentions had been exposed.
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage couldn't stand such a foolish teammate and decided to give up. He declared loudly, "Ji Mo, stop pretending. I know you allowed yourself to be captured deliberately. In fact, you're intentionally walking into the tiger's den. I must admire your deep-laid plans."
However, Ji Mo still showed no reaction.
Consequently, all three pairs of eyes fell upon the Poison Hand Medicine Sage, their expressions conveying that of looking at an idiot.
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage trembled with rage. Then, he saw Ji Mo, who had been feigning sleep, suddenly open his eyes, bare his white teeth in a grin, wink at him, and smile.
"Pfft..."
The Poison Hand Medicine Sage spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
As he had suspected, everything was Ji Mo's scheme, and they had been played like puppets.
"Be careful, Ji Mo is about to make a move!"
He urgently shouted a warning.
However, no one believed him, thinking the Poison Hand Medicine Sage was being overly cautious and truly terrified.
"I never imagined the renowned Poison Hand Medicine Sage would be so... Ah..."
Granny Shi took the opportunity to belittle the Poison Hand Medicine Sage, thereby elevating herself.
However, before she could finish speaking, she felt a blow to the back of her head. The pain made her vision blur, and she let out a piercing scream.
Ji Mo stopped pretending and raised his hand, slapping Granny Shi's head. However, he intended to keep her alive, so he didn't strike with full force.
Granny Shi fell to the ground, a large lump forming on the back of her head, bleeding profusely.
Immediately after.
Ji Mo lunged forward and threw a punch at Han Zhu.
Han Zhu reacted with extreme speed, retreating swiftly. Simultaneously, a clam shell, as lustrous as jade, behind her began to glow with vibrant runes, closing rapidly to shield her.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, she was sent flying backward. The clam shell, harder than immortal gold, was now covered in cracks, and the spot she was hit had shattered into a gaping hole.
Han Zhu's face turned ashen, and crimson blood trickled down the corners of her mouth.
"Shameless scoundrel! You only know how to sneak attack from behind. Have the guts to face me head-on!"
Granny Shi struggled to her feet, feeling utterly humiliated. She charged at Ji Mo menacingly, seeking to regain her dignity.
As soon as she approached, she cried out again, being sent flying and landing on the ground with a slap.
Reality was a harsh blow. She couldn't even withstand a single move from Ji Mo.
Earlier, she had mockingly called Ji Mo timid and a coward. Now, she appeared utterly ridiculous.
"Ji Mo, don't be so arrogant. My Ximen family is not a place for you to run wild."
Ximen Cang saw this as a prime opportunity to showcase his prowess and capture Ji Mo, hoping to gain Han Zhu's favor.
He roared, launching a fierce attack.