Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Chapter 811 A Life for a City (First Update)
Ye Silang is not dead!

The news spread like wildfire throughout the capital.

The crowd erupted in excitement!
"Is this real or fake? Wasn't his body already sent back to the capital for burial? How come he's resurfacing now?"

"Haha! Isn't that easy to guess? It must be General Ye using a clever ruse to deceive the Southern Hu people! And now, he's launched a surprise attack! In just half a month, he's captured three cities in succession... How amazing is that!"

"Exactly! They've already raised the Ye flag, how could they be wrong? The Ye family really is full of hidden talents, how come everyone is so outstanding?"

"I've also heard that General Ye was instrumental in the Battle of Ping Shui Bay!"

"The Ye family is truly remarkable..."

The city was abuzz with discussion about Ye Yunfeng's feigned death and subsequent counterattack, a series of actions that drew praise from everyone.

Of course, they had no idea that Ye Yunfeng had actually almost died.

The victories that followed were not easily won; they were fought and won by him and his many soldiers.

But these things are not something that outsiders should know.

All they need to know is that Ye Yunfeng led his troops to invade the Southern Hu!
At this point, offense and defense have changed!
……

Nanhu.

Shui Xingqiu has been imprisoned for a long time.

But he remained seated, determined not to show any sign of distress, even in his current state.

Bang——!
The cell door was suddenly opened.

Shui Xingqiu slowly opened his eyes, but frowned.

—The Shui family members were running around for him, but it seemed too fast.

But soon, Shui Xingqiu realized he was wrong.

Two jailers stepped forward, put handcuffs and shackles on him, covered his head with a sack, and then led him out without saying a word.

The moment he was escorted onto the prison van, Shui Xingqiu's heart sank!
"Where are you taking me?!"

No one answered.

The prison van slowly drove away, heading in an unknown direction.

No matter how much Shui Xingqiu shouted, they ignored him. Shui Xingqiu's voice soon became hoarse.

His movements were severely restricted, and they provided him with no other care except for giving him some water each day.

Shui Xingqiu's figure rapidly became thinner, and he became extremely weak.

But he always wore a hood, day and night, and no one knew where he went.

As time went by, Shui Xingqiu gradually became desperate.

The moment the sack was removed from his head, the despair reached its peak and completely overwhelmed him.

The blinding sunlight almost blinded him, but Shui Xingqiu kept his eyes wide open, letting the tears well up in his eyes without blinking.

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

Ahead lies a city.

Armored soldiers lined up on both sides, exuding an imposing aura.

They were all surrounding one person.

A man—no, it was clearly still the face of a boy.

But his sharp eyes held a maturity, composure, and calmness that were beyond his years!
Their eyes met, and the boy grinned, a hint of roguishness resurfacing in his eyes.

"Master Shui, how have you been?"

Shui Xingqiu's throat tightened, and he finally let out a hoarse sound.

"...Ye...Ye..."

He suddenly remembered something, and abruptly looked up and around!

This is clearly a border town of the Southern Hu, so how come Ye Yunfeng and the others are here?!

So his appearance here is—

As if guessing what he was thinking, Ye Yunfeng chuckled.

"It seems the Shui family head is unaware that your king has decided to trade your life for our withdrawal."