Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

On the banks of the Zhangshui River.

Jia Dong and Hao Zhao carried some branches and firewood and walked towards Zhang Ning's direction.

As he walked, Hao Zhao kept looking back at the direction behind him.

"Master, who are those two...? The one who looks like Master Liu is about my age."

"The boss looked... he seemed quite afraid of him."

Jia Dong rolled his eyes.

I thought to myself, "Why aren't you usually this clever? Now you're suddenly showing off your wit."

"Once you truly get to know the core of the Lord, you'll understand what kind of person he is."

"Don't blame me for not telling you, although he looks young, he is one of the people the Lord trusts the most."

Jia Dong took a breath and said, "Also, don't be fooled by his appearance."

"If we're talking about the most frightening person under your command, it's not the generals who lead the troops, but him."

"Huh?" Hao Zhao was clearly not quite convinced by Jia Dong's words.

That guy looked very polite and had a shy smile, which suited his age.

How could it be so frightening?

strangeness.

Hao Zhao became more and more curious as he thought about it.

He had long heard of Duan Yu's great reputation and held him in high esteem.

As Hao Zhao spent more and more time by Jia Dong's side, he became increasingly curious.

What kind of person is it that attracts so many interesting people to their side?

Jia Dong was interesting enough as it was, and now so many other interesting people have emerged.

"And the other one?" Hao Zhao asked curiously. "He also has the surname Jia. Could he be related to the boss?"

Jia Dong shook his head: "No."

"This man is the chief strategist under the Lord, surnamed Jia, named Xu, courtesy name Wenhe."

"Just remember this from now on: whenever those two are standing together, you'd better stay as far away as possible," Jia Dong advised.

Although he didn't understand, Hao Zhao nodded.

As they talked, the two of them carried the firewood back to the carriage.

Hao Zhao lit the fire, while Jia Dong went to the carriage.

Inside the car, Zhang Ning was taking care of Zhang Jiao, who was in a coma.

Jia Dong glanced at it, then craned his neck and said, "Young Miss, Great Teacher... that humble one would like to add a word."

Zhang Ning, sitting in the carriage, nodded.

Zhang Ning had witnessed Jia Dong and Hao Zhao's performance along the way.

"Go ahead and say it," Zhang Ning nodded.

Jia Dong glanced at the unconscious Zhang Jiao and asked, "Young Miss, Great Teacher... what happened?"

"Are you injured?"

Zhang Ning nodded first, then shook his head: "It's an old injury."

“Three years ago, my father was assassinated. Although he was only injured at the time, the assassin’s sword was poisoned, and my father’s injury has not healed over the years.”

Zhang Ning bit her red lips tightly with her teeth.

A wave of sadness washed over me.

Jia Dong's eyes immediately darted around.

He brought up this topic because of his observations along the way.

Zhang Jiao was probably sick or injured.

Otherwise, how could someone suddenly fall into a coma for no reason?

He also explained this situation to Jia Xu.

And they received a clear reply from Jia Xu.

We must do everything we can to save Zhang Jiao's life.

At the very least, Zhang Jiao cannot be allowed to die in the short term.

Afterwards, Liu Baitu handed him some special medicines.

Among these medicines is a wound medicine personally prepared by Duan Yu.

There are also some antidotes.

These basic medical supplies are now provided to personnel in the military who are on missions outside.

Wound medicine, antidote, and poison.

Hearing Zhang Ning say that Zhang Jiao was assassinated and then poisoned.

Jia Dong knew his opportunity had arrived.

Without hesitation, he pulled out two medicine bottles from his pocket.

One is red, and the other is white.

“Young Miss,” Jia Dong said, showing off two medicine bottles as if they were treasures. “Young Miss, to be honest, the reason I asked that question earlier was…”

"It's because when the immortal appeared to me in a dream that day, saying that he would save the Great Teacher of Virtue, he also gave me some guidance."

"The immortal said that the Great Teacher of Virtue is ill and needs a divine medicine to cure him."

"After I woke up, I followed the direction of the immortal's finger mark, and guess what?"

Jia Dong twirled the two small medicine bottles and said, "I really did find the elixir the immortal spoke of!"

Elixir of Immortality?

Zhang Ning stared wide-eyed at the medicine bottle in Jia Dong's hand.

Jia Dong nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, everything I did was under the guidance of the immortals."

"That's why they say the Great Teacher of Virtue is protected by immortals."

"Young Miss, give this medicine to the Great Teacher of Virtue; it might be effective!"

Zhang Ning hesitated.

Although she trusted Jia Dong along the way, she still had some concerns.

Could it really be a fairy's fingerprint?

But if not, how else can we describe Jia Dong's sudden appearance?

However, just as Zhang Ning was hesitating, Jia Dong came to the rescue.

"Miss..."

Jia Dong lowered his head, his tone suddenly becoming sorrowful and heavy as he said, "I...I've never had a father or mother since I was little..."

"I was looked down upon by others since I was a child..."

"I know I'm not going to amount to much in this life."

"But ever since that day, from the moment I saw the Great Teacher, I knew that there was still hope in my life!"

“The great and virtuous teacher is the guiding light in my life, showing me the way forward. I once vowed in my heart to learn from the great and virtuous teacher for the rest of my life.”

"Perhaps my piety moved the immortals, which is why they entrusted me with such an important responsibility!"

"I, Jia Dong..."

Jia Dong pounded his chest forcefully and said, "I, Jia Dong, will risk my life to complete the immortal's mission, I will... I will..."

"I...I know, I know Miss doesn't believe me."

As he spoke, Jia Dong unscrewed a medicine bottle.

“I, Jia Dong, will test the poison on the young lady and the great teacher first. If it is poison, then let me, Jia Dong, be poisoned first.”

As he spoke, Jia Dong raised the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

"You...you wait a minute, that's not what I meant, I..."

Zhang Ning's pretty face was full of shock as she reached out to stop Jia Dong: "I believe you."

Jia Dong wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye and looked at Zhang Ning: "Does Miss really believe me?"

Zhang Ning nodded.

Not far away, Hao Zhao, who was squatting beside the fire, stared wide-eyed at Jia Dong.

The firelight illuminated Hao Zhao's face, making his shocked expression even clearer.

.............

Killing the bandit leader was indeed a great achievement, without a doubt.

However, Zhang Jiao's head is absolutely insufficient to change the current situation, and that is beyond doubt.

Moreover, a living Zhang Jiao, if used properly, is far more useful than a dead one.

This is Jia Xu's opinion.

Of course, Jia Dong might see it too, but not much.

Beside the woods shrouded in night, Jia Xu and Liu Baitu, both dressed in black robes, stood together.

In the pitch-black forest, black shadows occasionally flashed by.

"Pass this message on to the Lord."

Jia Xu looked at the burning fire on the banks of the Zhang River in the distance and said, "Zhang Bao has now parted ways with Zhang Jiao."

"But I estimate that it won't be long before Zhang Bao is defeated by Lu Zhi's army and then flees back to Julu."

"Only if Zhang Jiao lives can more followers of the Way of Peace live."

"In this way, Lu Zhi will not be able to achieve complete success in Ji Province."

Liu Baitu nodded in agreement.

"Yuan Kui wanted to use the people of the world as a chessboard to lure them into the game."

"Then I'll play a game of chess with him right here in Jizhou!"