Chapter 1342

Gao Yang held the thick silver needle, repeatedly roasting it over the flame, and he smiled lightly, "Captain Wang, are you still suffering from amnesia?"

"Lord Gao, nothing can be hidden from Lord Gao; this general is convinced."

Wang Xiao wore a bitter smile; he first pretended to faint, then intended to use amnesia to stall, but he didn't expect it to be seen through by Gao Yang.

"Tell me, what did you say to that Xiongnu Prince Batuer?" Gao Yang asked.

Wang Xiao's eyes flickered, and he said, "Batuer was very angry because Lord Gao wanted to insult the Great Yanzhi, so he threatened, insisting that if Lord Gao insulted the Great Yanzhi, he would humiliate Chu Qingluan."

"This general couldn't endure it, so I scolded him and said that I had already 'done that' to the Great Yanzhi."

"Lord Gao, this general was wrong."

Gao Yang: "..."

"Anything else?"

"Nothing else."

"Really nothing else?"

"Really nothing else!"

Those words, anyway, Gao Yang had no evidence, and Batuer had escaped, so he definitely couldn't admit it.

These words were a mix of truth and lies; even Gao Yang found it difficult to distinguish.

Gao Yang did not expect that it was truly as Wu Zhao had said...

He had thought Wu Zhao was fooling him.

"Do not deceive this official; this Batuer will sooner or later fall into this official's hands, otherwise, when the truth is known, the consequences will be extremely serious," Gao Yang said with a serious expression.

"This is natural, it's just that regarding the Great Yanzhi, this general felt a bit guilty, so I..."

Gao Yang frowned but didn't say much.

Whether it's true or false, he just needs to send people to pay more attention to the Xiongnu, and he will know soon.

After all, after these two battles, for the Xiongnu, his name had resounded through all the major tribes.

Gao Yang turned and left the tent.

Wang Xiao sighed deeply.

Heaven!

Disaster comes from the mouth; he should have died in that fight.

Wang Xiao thought to himself.

Outside the tent.

As soon as Gao Yang came out, Wang Zhong hurriedly asked nervously, "Lord Gao, is he okay?"

Gao Yang smiled, "After a few needles, he's almost better."

"Thank you, Lord Gao!"

After Wang Zhong thanked him, he hurriedly rushed in.

Beside him, Liu Yiming heard these words and was even more shocked.

In such a short time, the amnesia was also cured.

He had originally thought the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles were fabricated out of thin air and that such magical needle techniques did not exist in the world.

He didn't expect that, in the end, it was his own knowledge that was too shallow.

Gao Yang just wanted to step away, then heard a 'bang', as if someone had knelt down, and he turned his head to look.

He saw Liu Yiming kneeling to the side.

He was full of anxiety, yet full of expectation, and said, "Lord Gao, who exactly is the Wry-Mouthed War God?"

"This old man wants to take him as a teacher and study medical arts diligently!" ===== CHAPTER 1344 =====