Not long after, Han Wubing, his shoulder bound in bandages, walked in uncaptured and appeared astounded upon seeing the situation.
His appearance didn't seem that of a captive; rather, he seemed to have been healing inside. Moreover, his injuries didn't look serious; his demeanor was still composed, showing no signs of weakness.
Upon seeing the scene inside the room, Han Wubing, in surprise, asked, "Brother Qi? Who is this dark-faced man..."
Zhao Changhe: "…"
Sha Qi, still being choked, started to laugh, and his subordinates joined in.
Zhao Changhe, with a stern face, said, "You look well?"
Han Wubing immediately recognized his voice, extremely delighted, "Brother Zhao! It's you! Uh, this…"
Zhao Changhe said, "This situation, did I misunderstand? Did they treat you well with food and drink?"
Han Wubing replied, "Indeed, they took me in."
Zhao Changhe said, "But you've been deceived."
Han Wubing paused, his gaze toward Sha Qi quickly turning suspicious.
