The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated! She looked at the mask on the man’s face again, studied it for a while, and finally found a hidden clasp. After opening the clasp, she took off his mask and unsurprisingly saw a familiar face. Dong Huiying: "Hehehe..." Liang Zhichen slowly came to. He lay on the soft soil, and his heart jumped the moment he woke. He remembered what had happened before he fainted. Having laid out plans one after another, he never expected that he would actually trap his own people. Fearing the young woman might be trapped in the mountains to die, he had told Su Lang about Hou Er’s matter. As expected, Su Lang became furious upon hearing it, and immediately ordered the purging of traitors. Black Wind Camp was thrown into chaos, and he leisurely sipped tea, waiting for the tumult to end. However, as night fell, he suddenly felt dizzy, and then he became unconscious. With Zhi Chen’s cunning, it only took him a moment to come up with several guesses. And the place where he woke up now was obviously not the room where he was before he passed out. He tightened up inside, having a bad premonition. Dong Huiying looked at Liang Zhichen with a smile that was not quite a smile. Subconsciously, he touched his own cheek; the mask was gone. "Looking for this?" Dong Huiying took out the mask she had kept behind her. He was by now used to taking things in stride, quickly adjusting his emotions before smiling back at Dong Huiying. "Baobao has good eyesight, I knew I couldn’t hide it from you." "Spinning yarns, continuing to spin yarns?" "Baobao, I was wrong..." He bowed his head, sincerely apologizing to her. Dong Huiying gagged a little. This man, this man... Originally she had been very angry; if he had stubbornly denied it, or if he had made excuses, she could have directly confronted him. But he was so sincere, not only expressing his regret but also with a disposition of submitting to whatever came next. She found herself somewhat at a loss. It was like throwing a punch into the air. The resentment in her stomach wasn’t vented, instead more of it was stuffed back inside. "Wrong? Where did you go wrong?" Liang Zhichen glanced at her; she had an injury on her face, and she wasn’t supposed to be hurt. She was hurt because of him, because of the idea he gave to Su Lang. Dong Huiying said coldly, "We were short of medicinal herbs at home, and the variety in the Taihang Town shops was too limited, so I thought of Master Hong who has many connections, and I went to her. Liang Yuening insisted on coming with me, so I took him along." "Three of us together, we barely escaped death last night." "Master Hong received a slight injury, a dislocated arm. Yue Ning took an arrow to the shoulder, and had it been a fraction off, it might have hit the heart. He also had some minor external injuries, and as for me, I got a cut on my face, but it’s nothing." If before Liang Zhichen could remain calm, now he panicked. "Yue Ning took an arrow?" His voice was dry and hoarse. "Now you know regret?" Liang Zhichen was truly terrified. No, he wasn’t just starting to regret now. He had started to regret it the moment he saw the young girl, otherwise he wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to make all these arrangements. Dong Huiying also sighed. She said, "Actually, this matter, fundamentally, can’t be blamed on you. Doing tasks for Black Wind Camp and helping them plot and strategize is expected of you, but I also have to tell you, because of last night’s experiences, I hate that camp’s ’master’ to death."