Not knowing how long had passed, the door to the secret chamber was gently opened, letting in a sliver of sunlight that seemed like the afternoon sun.
Suddenly, a figure darted in and then closed the door to the chamber.
Guo Neng abruptly opened his eyes and once he recognized it was Guo Shun, slowly relaxed his body.
The lamp oil had run out, and at that moment the chamber was pitch dark.
Before long, the light reignited as Guo Shun lit the wick and placed a large package on the table.
Struggling to sit up, Guo Shun noticed and quickly came over to support him, saying, "Young master, I've got the medicine, and a jug of strong liquor; have something to eat before treating your wounds."
"Alright," Guo Neng asked, "Has the letter been delivered?"
Guo Shun nodded, "That old thief is now followed by a crowd wherever he goes, troublesome. I took advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention and threw it into an empty carriage, he will see it once he rides the carriage."
