Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan were soon brought before Fu Shaoquan and Fu Wangning.
At this moment, both Fu Shaoquan and Fu Wangning looked terrible.
Fu Shaoquan's hand was still wrapped in gauze, with blood stains on it, but it looked like the wound had been somewhat treated.
Yet he must have been in great discomfort, as he kept his eyes tightly shut, his lips turning pale.
Fu Wangning was uninjured, but her hair was disheveled, and her eyes looked empty.
It was only after Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi stood before them for a long time that Fu Wangning seemed to recognize Fu Youhan.
"Brother Han?"
Fu Wangning blinked several times to confirm, Seeing that it was indeed Fu Youhan standing before her, and not a hallucination, she hurriedly rushed to his side.
"Brother Han, you've finally come to save us."
She clung tightly to Fu Youhan's pant leg, crying breathlessly.
During her captivity by the mercenaries, every minute and every second was spent in fear and trepidation.
