The black cloaked figure turned back to Xiahou Que's bedside, raised a hand, and broke the ropes binding Xiahou Que. He patted Xiahou Que and said, "Follow me."
Seeing the black cloaked figure break the ropes, Xiahou Xin exclaimed in surprise, "Be careful, he can be dangerous."
Unexpectedly, with just a pat, Xiahou Que immediately stood up obediently, as if hypnotized, quietly following behind the black cloaked figure.
The two of them exited the gate and walked away.
Witnessing this, even Xiahou Xin was stunned. After a while, he remembered and immediately ordered his bodyguards to follow the black cloaked figure.
However, half an hour later, Xiahou Xin's bodyguards reported back that they lost track of the black cloaked figure, as if he never existed.
Xiahou Xin sighed deeply, feeling as if all strength had drained from his body, collapsing on the sofa.
At this point, whether fortune or calamity awaited, he couldn't foresee, and could only resign himself to fate.
