This matter, after careful consideration, really has no solution.
Could it be, to daringly rush into the dragon's den and tiger's lair, and rescue prisoners in Chang'an City?
That would be an act of seeking death.
Having already investigated their terrifying strangeness, to still go to the base camp, is simply like the gourd children saving their grandfather.
"Given the current situation, this is the only way."
Zhu Zhengwei propped his chin, finally coming to a conclusion, "The identity of the Ghost Witch Doctor is completely disconnected, and I have no choice... I can only let him suffer a bit, and work hard."
The treatment of the Prime Minister would not be bad.
After all, if you want the horse to run fast, you must give it more grass to eat.
"Don't worry about him." The Creator God Zhu Zhengwei directly ordered.
"This is a wise decision."
