“Lord Chen, this is mainly Young Miss’s situation.”
Inside the Nancheng Prison’s public office, Zeng Jihe was reporting Chen Er'ya’s situation to Chen Ping'an.
Chen Er'ya was already attending Cangsong Academy. As her older brother, Chen Ping'an naturally wouldn't ignore her. So he had Zeng Jihe periodically check on Xiao Yatou’s situation and report back to him regularly.
“Hmm, good. Continue to keep an eye on her, but remember not to let Er'ya find out.”
Chen Ping'an instructed. If Xiao Yatou found out he was sending people to watch over her, it would be heartwarming, but she would probably bother him again.
“I understand.”
Zeng Jihe nodded.
Chen Ping'an gave Zeng Jihe a few more instructions, then let him leave.
Just as Zeng Jihe was leaving, Chu Qirong happened to be off duty and came out of his room.
“He’s really punctual.”
Chen Ping'an glanced at him through the window.
During this time, the other party had been very well-behaved. So well-behaved that he seemed to have given up. He neither cooperated with him nor deliberately provoked him; in short, he was very low-key.
From Chen Ping'an’s perspective, the other party was now expendable.
Chu Qirong had left early, but Chen Ping'an had not.
Nancheng Prison also had night shifts. Jailers, deputy jailers, and Chief Constables all needed to take turns on night duty.
Tonight, it was Chen Ping'an’s turn.
Actually, as the head of Nancheng Prison, it would have been a simple matter for Chen Ping'an to avoid night duty if he wished.
However, for Chen Ping'an, as long as he could practice his Cultivation Technique normally here, night duty was fine.
Chen Ping'an’s dinner was delivered by a special person. The food was excellent, with five dishes and one soup, three meat and two vegetable dishes, and the portions were huge.
As martial artists, they naturally needed an extremely abundant supply of meat.
After eating, Chen Ping'an took a stroll around the prison to help with digestion.
In Nancheng Prison, the ground floor was fine, but once underground, especially on the second basement level, the air was humid, and a heavy, oppressive smell permeated everywhere.
Staying in such a place for a long time, even healthy people would probably fall ill.
Fortunately, the jailers on duty on the second basement level were mostly those who had undergone martial arts initiation, and with the enhancement of Qi and blood, as long as they took proper care of themselves, they would not fall ill.
“Lord Chen.”
Walking down the corridor, jailers dressed in prison uniforms with sabers at their waists respectfully greeted Chen Ping'an.
When Chen Ping'an personally came to patrol, the head of the shift immediately ran up to greet him and followed behind him.
Chen Ping'an nodded slightly in response.
On both sides were prison cells, most of which were empty.
The second basement level held serious offenders, and generally, their numbers would not be too many. Some prisoners in the cells reached out, wanting to grab Chen Ping'an to beg for food.
Before their hands could extend much, they were whipped, crying out in pain.
“How dare you be so presumptuous in the presence of Lord Chen!”
The shift head following Chen Ping'an loudly reprimanded.
Seeing this, some prisoners quickly retreated, hiding deep within their cells, fearing they would also be whipped.
But there were also those who had been imprisoned for a long time, sitting blankly on the ground, their eyes full of numbness.
There were also defiant prisoners who, seeing Chen Ping'an pass by, deliberately tried to grab his clothes, their faces full of malice.
“Where did this pretty boy come from, with such smooth skin? Why don’t you come in and keep me company? Hahahaha…”
The shift head, fearing Chen Ping'an’s anger, immediately whipped him repeatedly.
This man was also a tough guy; even after being whipped by the shift head, his expression remained unchanged, and his face was full of mockery.
“Harder! Come on, hit me harder, why are you so weak!”
The shift head was furious and shouted loudly.
“You suicidal bastard, cut off his food and water for the next few days!”
After saying this, he ran to Chen Ping'an’s side with a smiling face: “Lord Chen, he’s an animal, please don’t take it to heart.”
“Don’t worry, once they’re here with us, even tempered steel will become soft. We have many ways to deal with him!”
Chen Ping'an did not speak, causing the shift head to feel a surge of fear, afraid of offending him.
The shift head was determined, vowing to make this suicidal prisoner understand his power later.
Chen Ping'an saw everything in the prison and kept it in his heart.
It turned out that even within a small prison, there were all kinds of human experiences.
......
After patrolling the prison, Chen Ping'an returned to the jailer’s public office.
As the powerful head of Nancheng Prison, his office naturally wouldn't be small. It was more than enough for him to practice his Golden Bell Cover.
Having cultivated until now, Chen Ping'an naturally knew what his true foundation for survival was.
+1.
+1.
As his cultivation continued, streaks of cultivation experience constantly flashed before him.
After running his Cultivation Technique several times in a row, feeling the Qi and blood vibrating throughout his body and the Internal Energy surging, Chen Ping'an finally stopped.
“Hmm, something’s not right!”
Chen Ping'an’s expression suddenly froze.
The relaxation of his body after his cultivation session made his mind exceptionally active.
“The people on duty for night shift tonight…”
Faces constantly flashed through Chen Ping'an’s mind.
These were the people he had encountered during his patrol. There was nothing wrong with these people, but their numbers seemed off!
Nancheng Prison was heavily guarded, with at least three shifts of personnel on each floor, making nine shifts for the three floors of the prison, not counting the mobile shift guarding the main gate.
These numbers would amount to at least ten shifts of jailers!
But, just now…
The number of people he encountered during his patrol was definitely not that many!
“Something’s fishy!”
A strange feeling surged in Chen Ping'an’s heart, and various thoughts raced through his mind.
......
It was late at night.
In the corridors of Nancheng Prison, firelight was cast everywhere, illuminating the surroundings. The two underground levels of Nancheng Prison received no sunlight, so even during the day, torches provided light.
The jailers on night duty had their designated rooms and were gathered together, chatting as usual.
Entertainment for jailers was scarce, and night duty was a tough job. These experienced jailers would naturally find ways to make the best of it. When the mood struck, they would even have some peanuts and snacks with a bit of wine to pass the long night.
Tonight, at different points, jailers, as if by prior arrangement, took out the good wine they had brought in and called out.
“Brothers, let’s have some wine to relieve the boredom!”
The other jailers readily agreed and followed suit.
“Good! Good!”
“Hahahaha, how enjoyable!”
“…”
Tonight’s wine seemed endless; bowl after bowl, many jailers were already drunk.
Scenes like this would happen on other days too. However, such a large-scale situation, as if by prior arrangement, was almost unheard of.
As many jailers were immersed in drinking, a dark figure quietly snuck in.
The dark figure’s movements were excellent; it was clear at a glance that he was a Qi and blood master of an impressive Realm.
The person who arrived was none other than Chu Qirong.
Tonight, he was going to release prisoners and cause chaos in Nancheng Prison.
He chose tonight because he knew Chen Ping'an was on duty.
Chen Ping'an’s position as jailer was already precarious; if prisoners escaped on his watch, he would be held entirely responsible!
Under such circumstances, let’s see how he would defend himself.
Chu Qirong’s movements were extremely agile, and he continuously moved downward, using his familiarity with the environment.
The reason Chu Qirong would personally take action was primarily for two reasons: firstly, this matter was of great importance, and he didn't trust anyone else.
Secondly, he had absolute confidence in himself; with his martial arts Realm, no one in Nancheng Prison could match him. He was fully capable of perfectly executing this plan.
He wasn't going to release all the prisoners. He would only release a portion.
With the prisoners rushing out and the current state of the jailers, at least half of the released prisoners would be able to escape the prison.
He would then step in to clean up the mess left by these escaped prisoners.
And this would be his contribution to his successful promotion later!
Pulling Chen Ping'an down and helping himself rise, killing two birds with one stone, absolutely brilliant!
As he continuously moved through the prison, Chu Qirong felt extremely pleased. Things were going even smoother than he had imagined.
Just as Chu Qirong was about to indulge in fantasies about what would happen next, he turned a corner and was completely stunned.
A handsome and elegant figure stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly.
“You finally couldn’t resist.”