It wasn't until noon of the second day that Lin Yongyi personally came to inform them that, sure enough, a secret tunnel leading to the outside of the city had been found, and that he had already ordered people to go seal it up.
Mo Lian walked inside the room.
With a glance, he saw the little lady tilting her small head and using a small spoon to personally feed a white squirrel a life-prolonging medicinal solution.
Mo Lian naturally recognized this furry white squirrel.
"What happened to it?"
"Two years ago, it blocked a fatal attack from a mystic cultivator from Shuntian Prefecture for me. Afterwards, it entered a coma." Qiao Mu stroked the little white squirrel's fuzzy fur. "I've been feeding it a life-prolonging medicinal solution, but it's been of no use."
