Su Yang walked over, removed the silver needles from Chen Shao's body, and Chen Shao immediately collapsed on the ground, limp.
For the past half hour, he had truly endured torment akin to hell itself. His entire body was unbearably itchy, yet he could not scratch it. This agony was even more intolerable than pain.
"Speak," Su Yang said.
Chen Shao took a deep breath and whispered, "I... I don't know exactly what they plan to do. They just gave me a map and asked me to scout the mountain, saying they wanted to go there for an adventure. I... I just helped them with the arrangements, that's all... I truly don't know anything else..."
"Where is the map?" asked Su Yang.
Chen Shao didn't dare to delay and quickly took out the map and handed it to Su Yang.
Su Yang took the map and glanced at it, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.
The map depicted a mountain nearby, and according to the drawing, the mountain was of a very ordinary type, with nothing special about it.
