“How am I going to get out of this one?”0

After Papersmith took his leave, Ye Qing looked at the sky with a grave expression and unfocused eyes.0

Yes, he had agreed to Fang Zhiyong’s demand with barely any hesitation. Yes, he had told his friends with great confidence and determination that he would save their families no matter what.0

But the fact was, he wasn’t confident in his chances at all.0

He absolutely needed to save both his friends’ families and his fellow Strangers.0

Therefore, he must go to the capital.0

But how was he going to make it out of the death trap that was surely waiting for him at the capital?0

He just could not think of anything.0

Just charging right in and praying for the best was… absolutely not going to work, obviously.0

For starters, the net Fang Zhiyong had prepared for him was almost certainly going to be impenetrable. Yes, he was a Half-Sage with quite the formidable...0