However, less than ten seconds after the idea came to her, an unexpected figure appeared in the lobby downstairs. It was the unlucky hero who was said to have had his arm chopped off by the third prince that day.
Qiucao was stunned. Didn't he say that this unlucky hero was so frightened that he ran away after his arm was chopped off? Why did he dare to show up here again?
and……
Qiucao lowered his head slowly and scanned the arms of the unlucky hero back and forth. Why were the hands of this unlucky hero still alive? Didn't it mean that the arms were chopped off by the third prince?
Qiucao's eyes were surrounded by mosquito coils. What happened that day? Didn't the third prince take that girl away that day? If that's the case... Are the rumors about the third prince's cruelty true? If true, then why?
Why didn’t the third prince chop off the unlucky hero’s hand?
If it is not true... Mrs. Gu was indeed captured by the Third Prince, and according to the spies' report, there were indeed many people imprisoned in the Third Prince's dungeon. Although their identities are not clear, I heard that they were all tortured miserably...
…So the unfortunate hero’s hand was not chopped off, probably because he was in a good mood that day.[
Or maybe... this unlucky hero has a very high level of martial arts, and even has the ability to break off an arm and grow it back?
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In his chaotic thoughts, he noticed that the unfortunate hero slowly walked up the stairs and sat down at the table opposite him.
While drinking tea, Qiucao thought that he would find an opportunity to get in touch with that unlucky hero later. It would be best if the opponent had strong martial arts skills and could ask him to help save people!
If it's really just luck that you escaped, then there's nothing wrong with a few words. Maybe you can learn from him how to find a real hero?
Thinking like this, Qiucao couldn't help but look at the person opposite.
The unfortunate hero also turned to look at her, but quickly looked away.
The two of them sat face to face on the second floor of the inn for a while, until an elderly man with white flowers on his head and a fairy-like long beard approached Qiucao's line of sight and sat down at the table of the unfortunate hero.
Qiucao's eyes sparkled.
The spirit of this immortal spirit!
Such a leisurely attitude!
Such an extraordinary temperament!
Master!
He is definitely a master from this world who came out of this paradise!