Jue Zhou immediately pledged his loyalty: "That's necessary. In life, I'm the Second Young Master's person; in death, I'm his ghost." He chuckled, "Miss, could you help with my blocked acupoint..."
"Understood!" Xia Wenjin tapped a few points, and Jue Zhou felt his stagnated breath become smooth. He was overjoyed and leaped up from the ground, his heart brimming with happiness.
He was finally free!
Jue Zhou felt exhilarated at this moment.
As a first-class middle-tier expert, he had always been the one doing the killing; when had he ever been a prisoner?
Earlier, he had just exhausted too much energy on a woman and felt a bit weak, which allowed a young pup to capture him—such a mistake he would not make again.
He respectfully cupped his fists towards Xia Wenjin and said, "Miss, I will forever remember your great kindness and virtue. I will definitely repay you in the future! Please make sure to deliver that roster to the Second Young Master, I beg of you!"
