After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

After settling down, Zhang Liang took Zhong Tian and the others and followed Liu Yu to a secret room.

When Liu Yu stopped and turned to face Zhang Liang, a subtle awe flashed in his eyes: "Master, those people are imprisoned here."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang nodded without much change on his face, as if everything was within his expectations.

He said calmly: "Guodong, go and bring out Huang Xu." Although his voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable power.

Zeng Guodong responded, then stepped forward and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

As the door slowly opened, a cold breath blew in, causing everyone present to shiver involuntarily.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few weak rays of light seeping in from the narrow window gaps, barely illuminating the situation inside.

There were several figures huddled in the corner. When they saw someone coming in, they immediately retreated in fear, trying to stay away from this person who might bring danger.

One of the braver officials mustered up the courage to speak up: "Brother, could you please tell your master to let us go? We'll give you anything!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the others echoed them one after another, and their voices rose and fell, echoing in this small space.

Zeng Guodong listened to those people's pleas, his brows furrowed, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

He shouted coldly, "Shut up! You want to murder my lord, and you still expect us to let you go? That's just wishful thinking!"

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured over one's head, instantly stopping the noise in the room. Everyone was so frightened that they dared not speak anymore, and the glimmer of hope in their hearts was shattered.

Seeing that they had finally quieted down, Zeng Guodong continued, "Where is Huang Xu? Our lord wants to see him!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear and powerful in this silent space.

After hearing this, a man in the corner trembled noticeably, as if he wanted to hide deeper, but the people around him obviously did not give him this opportunity.

One of them reacted quickly and kicked Huang Xu, who was trying to dodge, out.

With a scream, the man stumbled and fell in front of Zeng Guodong, his face full of horror.

Seeing this scene, everyone else lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Zeng Guodong's eyes.

The entire room fell into dead silence again, broken only by the man on the ground groaning softly in pain.

Zeng Guodong saw Huang Xu rushing in front of him and grabbed him from the ground without hesitation.

His movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation.

Huang Xu seemed extremely helpless under Zeng Guodong's control and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Afterwards, Zeng Guodong dragged Huang Xu out of the room and headed towards the outside world.

The moment they stepped out of the room, the dazzling sunlight instantly fell on them.

Huang Xu, who had been staying in a pitch-black environment, couldn't adapt to the strong light for a while and closed his eyes in pain.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself being brought to a pavilion.

In the pavilion, Zhang Liang was sitting upright, his eyes calmly and sharply looking at Huang Xu who was brought in front of him.

Huang Xu raised his head and met Zhang Liang's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but shudder.

He saw no trace of pity or sympathy in Zhang Liang's eyes, only cold scrutiny.

Zhang Liang's gaze lingered on Huang Xu's face for a moment, as if confirming something.

He noticed that Huang Xu's originally handsome face had become bruised and swollen, like a pig's head.

Obviously, there was an internal conflict between Huang Xu and the officials of Ning Gucheng, and a fierce conflict broke out.

Zhang Liang spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic. He said, "Do you know why I asked you to come?"

Huang Xu shook his head in horror, his eyes full of fear.

He then quickly added, "If Master Zhang needs me in any way, just let me know. I will fully cooperate!"

Seeing Huang Xu being so sensible, Zhang Liang's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

He said slowly, "I really do need your help with something. I want you to write a letter to the Huang family, telling them that you are fine now and not to worry."

"Then say you're tracking me down and can't go back for the time being."

The reason why Zhang Liang did not get rid of Huang Xu but asked him to write such a letter was entirely because he thought that the Huang family had great influence here. If the Huang family noticed something was wrong and reported the matter to the court, attracting a large army to attack him, then he would be in trouble.

What I need most now is time.

When Huang Xu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly thought to himself that if he could send a secret signal to his father for help through this letter, then he might still have a chance of survival.

This thought gave him a glimmer of excitement and hope, so he quickly smiled flatteringly and said, "No problem! Of course no problem! Master Zhang, whatever you say is what I will do!"

When he smiled, his already bruised face looked even more hideous.

At this time, Liu Yu brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and gently placed them on the stone table.

Huang Xu slowly stood up from the ground, sat down on a stone bench beside him with a slightly shaky body, picked up a pen and prepared to write a letter.

However, Huang Xu held the pen in his hand for a long time and was unable to write, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Seeing this, Liu Hu frowned, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and suspicion: "Hey! What are you doing here? Why haven't you started writing yet? Are you trying to harm the lord?"

His voice was low, but full of menace.

Hearing this, Huang Xu was so frightened that he immediately shook his head like a rattle and quickly explained, "No! Of course not! I just haven't eaten for a few days. I'm so hungry that I can hardly hold a pen."

Zhang Liang took in all of this, then turned to Zeng Guodong and asked, "Guodong, didn't you feed these people?"

Zeng Guodong shook his head and replied firmly: "I arrange for people to deliver meals to them every day. It is impossible for them to not have food to eat!"

After hearing Zeng Guodong's words, Zhang Liang's gaze slowly turned to Huang Xu, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Noticing Zhang Liang's gaze, Huang Xu couldn't help but feel panicked.

"Master Zhang..."

Huang Xu spoke with a slightly trembling voice, as if even he himself could feel the unnaturalness in his words.

"I don't mean to say that this gentleman didn't bring me food. In fact, it was the others... every time they brought food, they would always take away my portion and leave nothing for me."

Having said that, Huang Xu paused, as if trying to control his emotions.

"I've been hungry for days."

The last sentence was almost whispered, but the helplessness and anger contained in it were extremely obvious.

After saying this, Huang Xu sighed deeply.

Whenever he thought of these things, he felt very angry: those people who once surrounded him and tried to please him immediately became indifferent and ruthless when disaster struck.

In his opinion, the reason behind all these changes was Zhang Liang.

If it weren't for Zhang Liang's existence, how could he have ended up in such a miserable situation?

Zhang Liang frowned slightly after hearing Huang Xu's words. He then turned to the old man standing beside him, Old Liu, and said in a tone that was unquestionable and commanding, "Old Liu, have someone bring some steamed buns over."

The old man nodded and signaled the maid beside him to get the steamed buns.

After a while, several steaming buns were brought up.

When Huang Xu saw the steamed buns, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He grabbed a steamed bun with one hand and started eating it without hesitation, as if these steamed buns, which were usually regarded as food for the untouchables, had now become the most delicious thing in the world.

In just a few minutes, he had gobbled up all the steamed buns.

Zhang Liang observed all this quietly until Huang Xu finished his last steamed bun. Then he slowly spoke, "Now that you're full, you should be able to start writing, right?"

Huang Xu nodded when he heard this, and immediately picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to start writing.

A few minutes later, a letter was handed to Zhang Liang.

Liang took the letter and read it carefully, but as the content unfolded, his expression gradually became solemn.