Unlike Xiao Ya and the others, Qin Xuan had already realized something was wrong with the wine.
After all, he possessed the ability to hear the inner voices of all things.
He could directly tell that the wine had been mixed with a drug.
However, he also knew that anyone who dared to make a move in a military camp must have been thoroughly prepared.
Even though there were not many people awake in the banquet hall now, the area outside the banquet hall must have been heavily surrounded.
If he were to expose the matter rashly, it would only put Xiao Ya and the others in danger.
Therefore, after everyone had fainted, Qin Xuan also pretended to collapse onto the table.
However, he did not completely close his eyes, but secretly left a small slit.
He wanted to see who the mastermind behind incapacitating everyone was.
It wasn't until two minutes after Qin Xuan pretended to faint that a bald man in a high-ranking military uniform, sitting next to Pan Lin, slowly stood up.
Qin Xuan recognized him; he seemed to be called Sheng Ming or something similar.
Sheng Ming first took a deep breath on the spot, then unleashed a torrent of abuse at the unconscious Pan Lin.
Qin Xuan couldn't understand what he was saying.
However, based on his twenty-plus years of experience reading novels and watching TV shows, Qin Xuan guessed that it was likely a plot where a military deputy was dissatisfied with his superior and decided to seize power.
A few minutes later, after Sheng Ming had finished his tirade, he took another deep breath and sat back in his chair.
As two beeps sounded from his hand, a fully armed squad of soldiers filed in from outside the door.
"The outside is indeed occupied by the bald guy's men!"
Qin Xuan was secretly alarmed, and at the same time, he was glad that he had perfectly predicted the opponent's plan.
Otherwise, if the two sides had clashed, the people at the table would not have been merely unconscious, but dead.
"But..."
"The fact that the bald guy chose to drug us instead of directly attacking means he doesn't really want to kill us."
"Or rather, our survival is useful to him for some other reason."
"But regardless, this is still good news."
As he pondered, Qin Xuan was lifted up by two soldiers, one by the head and one by the feet.
He estimated that these people would take them to a prison or a similar place to be held captive, and then bring them out again when they were truly needed.
And indeed, that was the case.
A few minutes later, they, along with more than a dozen other people and the commander of the Pan Shan Army, Pan Lin, were directly thrown into a dark and dilapidated Burmese military prison.
The prison did not have many cells, and more than half of them were already occupied.
Therefore, Qin Xuan and the others could only be locked up four to a cell in the remaining cells.
"Hu Zian, Hu Zian, what can I say about you?"
As soon as the Burmese soldiers who escorted them left, Qin Xuan got up with a carp flip.
Pointing at Hu Zian, who was locked in the same cell with him, Qin Xuan couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Hu Zian, in his twenty-plus years of life, had not grown any braver.
He hadn't drunk a single drop of the drugged clear wine; he had fainted purely because he was scared when he saw Xiao Ya and Pan Lin fall victim to it!
This was truly outrageous, a level of absurdity that defied all reason.
However, Qin Xuan couldn't afford to complain about Hu Zian's timidity now.
Because he needed Hu Zian's professional skills to obtain information.
"Hu Zian, wake up!"
"Xiao Hu, Xiao Hu!"
"Wake up!"
After calling out a few times, Qin Xuan gave up.
Because no matter how he called out, Hu Zian remained motionless like a dead pig.
Unable to help himself, he had to use both his hands to try to wake him up through pain.
However, not long after, this method also proved to be a failure.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan seemed to feel a light bulb light up above his head.
He stood up from the ground, pointed at Hu Zian with his hand, and then roared fiercely, "Hu Zian, if you don't get up again, I'll dismember you and feed you to the dogs!"
This method was truly effective.
Qin Xuan didn't know if Hu Zian had woken up or not, but the latter had already knelt on the ground reflexively.
Holding his hands above his head, he kowtowed frantically to Qin Xuan.
"Ah! No, please don't, General!"
"I'll do whatever you want, just please don't kill me!"
Qin Xuan was speechless with amusement at this.
He could only stare at him blankly.
Hu Zian waited for a long time, but when he didn't hear the "General" in charge speak, he mustered up the courage to open one eye.
"Ah?"
"Boss, it's you!"
When he saw that it was Qin Xuan standing in front of him, he deflated like a leaky balloon and slumped down.
Qin Xuan kicked him with his foot and said with great disdain, "Alright, alright, get up quickly!"
"Look at you, can't you have some backbone?"
"Where's the ferocity you had when you played League of Legends?"
"You need to stand up!"
Seeing that Qin Xuan had said this, Hu Zian could only reluctantly sit up.
He had no choice; he had to listen to his boss.
At critical moments, his boss could truly save his life!
"But boss, why did you wake up so quickly?"
"Did you also not drink that drugged wine?"
Qin Xuan shook his head, "Your boss is gifted with extraordinary abilities. That little sleeping powder has no effect on me."
Hu Zian immediately gave him a thumbs-up, "Then you are truly amazing, boss."
"I'm not like that..."
"I fainted from fear before I even drank the wine."
"But speaking of which, these Burmese soldiers are really cautious!"
"Even though I was unconscious, they still used slaps to test me."
"My face is stinging right now."
Hu Zian carefully stroked his cheek.
Qin Xuan remained silent for a moment, and after a lot of effort, he managed to squeeze out two words, "Indeed."
After Hu Zian stopped complaining about the pain, Qin Xuan finally started talking about business with him.
That was Hu Zian's old profession, Burmese translation.
While everyone else was unconscious, Qin Xuan had secretly memorized everything Sheng Ming had said to Pan Lin verbatim.
Because Qin Xuan speculated that after venting, the other party might reveal his entire plan.
So, Hu Zian's task was to translate every single word of Burmese that Qin Xuan had memorized.
To see if any useful information could be found in Sheng Ming's words.
"I'll try my best to reproduce it. Listen carefully."
Seeing Hu Zian nod confidently, Qin Xuan opened his mouth and said, "First sentence."
"panlin,ကိုသင်ဒါကိုအမှိုက်တွေ။"
As it was the first time saying it, Qin Xuan's pronunciation was not very accurate.
But Hu Zian translated the sentence immediately.
"He said: 'Pan Lin, you idiot!'"
Qin Xuan paused, "Uh... you don't need to translate the insults."
Hu Zian: "Okay, you continue. I'll translate if I hear any useful information."
Qin Xuan nodded and continued to tell Hu Zian what Sheng Ming had said one by one.
It was because he had broken through once, and his body had been comprehensively improved. If it were in the past, he would definitely not have been able to remember such a long string of unfamiliar languages.
As Qin Xuan's last syllable fell, Hu Zian solemnly translated the entire passage.
The general meaning was:
Pan Lin was not loyal to Myanmar and was a traitor to Myanmar.
Not only did he use the lives of his subordinates to ensure the survival of the Dragon Country people, but he also offended other warlords in Myanmar for the sake of the Dragon Country people.
Therefore, as a qualified military deputy, Sheng Ming had decided to replace him and become the new leader of the Pan Shan Army.
As for those Dragon Country people, that is, Qin Xuan and the others, they would be handed over to Wu Tingli, the new commander of the Wu Mi military camp, for disposal after he had completely seized military power.