Yan Ze clenched his fist and kept pounding the stone door in front of him, but all his efforts were in vain. Even though his hands were already worn and bleeding, he didn't stop.
Finally, when he was about to despair, a series of footsteps reached his ears, and he hurriedly raised his head, only to see Pei Hanze and Shao He coming.
"Prince, Doctor Shao."
"Where's Huaian?" Shao He asked anxiously.
Yan Ze didn't speak but turned his gaze towards the tightly shut stone door, his eyes filled with anger.
Seeing his injured hands, Shao He understood and commanded the jailers, "Open the door."
The two jailers were still hesitant when Shao He drew out a dagger and pressed it against their throats, coldly threatening, "Don't make me do this."
The jailers, terrified, hurriedly pushed the stone door open.
