After the news of Henry Clark’s castration got out, The Clark Family originally intended to make him disappear from the world using even more ruthless methods—such as letting him die from a serious illness. It was only because the wet nurse desperately kowtowed to the master of The Clark Family, and then made some deals with the second master, that Henry Clark was spared. Afterwards, she and her husband traveled a great distance to send Henry Clark to the Eunuch Party Academy in Guangxi, and the couple also stayed in Guangxi to take care of Henry Clark nearby.

To this couple, Henry Clark was their lifeblood, no different from their own son. Now that Henry Clark was about to die, the wet nurse also felt she couldn’t go on living and was ready to follow him in death.

On modern Earth, Henry Clark had no parents. But at this moment, the memories belonging to this world’s Henry Clark flooded into his mind, including the emotions, so that he accepted these two relatives almost without any obstacles.

Looking at the grief-stricken wet nurse, Henry Clark had only one thought in his heart: “I can’t die, I can’t die…”

Just then, a cold and stern voice sounded behind him: “Henry Clark, this world is very cruel.”

Swish, swish, swish…

Immediately, all the warriors and all the students in the Eunuch Party Academy knelt down, their foreheads touching the ground.

Then, clear footsteps sounded from the floor—not loud, but as if they struck directly in the heart.

An eunuch slowly stepped out, dressed in a brocade robe, wearing a silver crown. Though beardless, he exuded an imposing and sinister aura.

When he appeared, the whole world seemed to fall silent. Among the hundreds of people around, not a single one made a sound, not even daring to breathe loudly.

He was the supreme ruler here, the head of the Guangxi Eunuch Party Academy, and also the commander of the Eastern Depot of the Great Ning Dynasty, James Thompson!

Normally, Henry Clark didn’t even have the qualifications to see him, let alone speak to him in person.

“I don’t want you to die, but you have no value.” James Thompson said slowly, “The Eunuch Party owes you, go on…”

Then he waved his hand and was about to turn and leave. This gesture from James Thompson was a direct death sentence for Henry Clark. Two Eunuch Party warriors stepped forward, ready to take Henry Clark away.

But just then, suddenly…

An arrow shot out from the crowd outside like lightning, heading straight for James Thompson’s back.

Everyone was stunned. It took a full half second before someone cried out in alarm, “An assassin…”

By then, the arrow had already struck the headmaster James Thompson in the back.

“Puchi!” The arrowhead sank three inches into flesh.

The whole scene erupted in chaos, countless Eunuch Party warriors rushed toward James Thompson.

After being struck, James Thompson stood motionless for a moment, then reached back and pulled out the arrow, suddenly turning around, his face like a wild beast ready to devour someone.

“Brazen Cui clan! I’ve already handed Henry Clark over to you, and you still dare to assassinate me? Do you really think the Eunuch Party is weak and easy to bully? If I don’t make all of Guangxi run with blood, I, James Thompson, will have no face to return to the capital and see the Chief Inspector!” James Thompson roared like a night owl: “Men, kill Henry Clark, send his head to the Cui clan. Then tell them—war has begun!”

“Yes!” A Eunuch Party warrior stepped forward and swung his blade down at Henry Clark.

“Swish…” A flash of blood. Henry Clark only felt a chill on his neck, his whole being sinking endlessly into hell.

……

“No, no, no…”

Henry Clark shouted desperately, but it was as if he was trapped in a nightmare—he couldn’t make a sound, could only struggle with all his might. Then, suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and woke up in shock.

After waking up, he quickly touched his neck—his head was still firmly on his shoulders. Everything just now had only been a dream, but… it was so damn real, so terrifying, that Henry Clark really thought he’d been beheaded. His prison clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

It took quite a while for Henry Clark to come back to his senses.

What did that dream mean? Was it just that what you think about during the day appears in your dreams at night?

Just then, the guard outside shouted, “It’s dawn, get up! Eat your last meal before you go.”

Then, the iron door of the cell opened a slot, and a food box was shoved in. Opening it, he saw precious mushrooms, fine venison, a pot of Beihai Spring worth ten taels of silver, and the rice was steamed from pearl rice in a small bowl.

Henry Clark was stunned, shocked and pleasantly surprised!

He even pinched himself, and a wave of pain told him—no mistake, this was reality.

But the scene before his eyes was exactly the same as in his dream just now!

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Chapter 5: Self-Rescue, Song of Loyalty

This absolutely can’t be a coincidence!

It would be one thing if the guard outside said the exact same words, but even the last meal was exactly the same, even the placement and color were identical to the scene in the dream.

What does this mean?

It means Henry Clark can dream about things that are about to happen? This… this is an incredible golden finger! Could this be his benefit as a transmigrator? (Tribute to Master Huang Yi—of course, the dream golden finger in this book is not just about foreseeing the future.)

Surprised and delighted, Henry Clark immediately began to think about how to use this advantage to save himself.

What will happen next?