“Wu Haihua is at Nancheng Prison?”
Fu Yuanming leaned back lazily on a large chair, his body slightly askew, and said.
“Reporting, sir, he has been delivered! Interrogation has already begun.”
A burly man stood respectfully in front of Fu Yuanming and said.
“We really caught a big fish this time. Wu Haihua of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, Inner Qi Realm Perfection, if faced head-on, even I am not his match. This operation, coordinated by the Outer Town Envoyship, is truly extraordinary!
Now that he has been captured alive, the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect probably can’t sit still.”
Fu Yuanming said nonchalantly.
The man in front of him did not respond, only bowed respectfully.
“A Great Deacon of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect falling into the hands of our Zhenfu Division, such an opportunity must be seized properly!”
Fu Yuanming smiled faintly, slowly straightening his back.
“Around the Wei River, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect has been causing more and more trouble recently, and their movements are getting bigger. A few days ago, the Outer Town Envoyship even lost an Inner Qi Realm devotee!”
“This time, Wu Haihua was openly escorted into Nancheng Prison. While it’s for interrogation, it’s also to test the Ten Thousand Demons Sect’s reaction. With a Great Deacon in our hands, will they just quietly watch, or will they do something? It really makes one very curious!”
“No matter what happens next, our Nancheng Suppression Office has made a meritorious contribution this time! If we wait until the matter is over, the merits rewarded from above will not be small!”
“……”
The more Fu Yuanming spoke, the wider the smile on his face became.
He had thought of something interesting. With Wu Haihua being escorted into Nancheng Prison this time, it would be fine if the Ten Thousand Demons Sect didn’t act. But if they did, Chen Ping'an, as the warden of Nancheng Prison, would undoubtedly be in the eye of the storm.
In a struggle involving the Outer Town Envoyship and a Ten Thousand Demons Sect Branch, even an Inner Qi Realm martial arts master would be in peril if they made a slight misstep.
Chen Ping'an, a mere Qi Blood Sixth Stage existence who hadn't even stepped into the Inner Qi Realm, would likely face more bad than good if he fell into the center of such a vortex.
“I wish him good luck!”
The smile on Fu Yuanming’s face grew even brighter.
...
After Wu Haihua was escorted into Nancheng Prison, many agency personnel came one after another to investigate and interrogate him, hoping to dig out more secret intelligence about the Ten Thousand Demons Sect from his mouth.
However, Wu Haihua’s mouth was very tough, and no effective intelligence could be extracted from him for several days straight.
But these things had nothing to do with Chen Ping'an. As the warden of Nancheng Prison, he only needed to do his part. His duty was to guard Wu Haihua well and ensure no mishaps occurred.
In these past few days, from various signs, Chen Ping'an felt that this detainment was not so simple.
As an Inner Qi Realm Second Stage martial arts master, his senses were sharp. On his daily commute, he vaguely felt several obscure and unclear Qi around Nancheng Prison.
These Qi were faint and indistinct, and due to the distance, even an Inner Qi Realm Perfection martial arts master would find them extremely difficult to detect.
Without exception, all these Qi belonged to Inner Qi Realm existences.
The moment he discovered this situation, Chen Ping'an thought of many things.
“Are these hidden agents ambushed here by the Zhenfu Division?”
Moreover, judging by the martial arts Realm of these people, it was probably not something the Nancheng Suppression Office alone could coordinate. It was clear that the Outer Town Envoyship was involved.
Only the Outer Town Envoyship could coordinate so many Inner Qi masters at once.
“Is this Wu Haihua a bait, meant to lure the Ten Thousand Demons Sect?”
Chen Ping'an secretly speculated.
If the Ten Thousand Demons Sect didn't act, then it would be fine. But if they did, he, as the warden of Nancheng Prison, would undoubtedly be at the center of the storm.
Although his strength had greatly increased now, in a power struggle of this scale, being at the core of the vortex still made it difficult to guarantee his safety one hundred percent.
Out of caution, Chen Ping'an went to see Wu Haihua.
As a high-profile prisoner, Wu Haihua was naturally held on the second underground floor of Nancheng Prison. Surrounded by incredibly sturdy black iron bars, Wu Haihua sat in the prison cell, wearing handcuffs and leg chains.
“Hehehehe…”
Wu Haihua raised his head, saw Chen Ping'an, and sneered twice.
Wu Haihua was disheveled, covered in wounds, with bloodshot eyes, looking thoroughly ravaged.
Clearly, his days of interrogation had not been comfortable.
Chen Ping'an had a smile on his face.
“Wu Haihua, are you comfortable here? If there’s anything uncomfortable, you must tell me in time.”
“Comfortable, extremely comfortable. Kid, do you want to come in and enjoy it with your grandpa?”
Wu Haihua laughed maniacally.
Chen Ping'an’s expression remained unchanged: “Comfortable, that’s good. I was worried I hadn’t taken good care of you, and if word got out, your colleagues from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect might think I didn’t fulfill my host duties.”
“Oh, by the way, Wu Haihua, when are you planning to leave here?”
“Leave? I haven’t had enough comfort here yet. Your methods are far inferior to my Ten Thousand Demons Sect’s.”
“Is that so? I think so too.” Chen Ping'an nodded seriously: “Speaking of which, when are the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect coming to pick you up?”
Wu Haihua looked at Chen Ping'an and smiled sinisterly: “Little kid, don’t try to trick information out of me. You’re still too green!”
“Truly worthy of being the Great Deacon of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, indeed experienced. Impressive, impressive.”
Wu Haihua’s reaction made Chen Ping'an’s suspicions even more certain.
Although Wu Haihua didn't explicitly say it, even he himself believed that the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect would definitely come to rescue him!
The Ten Thousand Demons Sect was different from other forces; its members were basically lunatics. When they did things, they had no scruples whatsoever.
The Zhenfu Division dared to capture their Great Deacon alive, which was a slap in their face. Regardless of whether they ultimately came to rescue him, they would definitely retaliate with the most brutal vengeance.
This was the modus operandi of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
“Little kid, don’t die too early. It’s not too late to die after I get out!”
“Oh?”
Chen Ping'an’s face showed a harmless smile.
“You want to kill me?”
Wu Haihua sneered without speaking.
Click!
Chen Ping'an took out the key, unlocked the prison door, stepped inside, and walked directly to Wu Haihua.
Clank, clank, clank~
Chains rattled as Wu Haihua lunged like a fierce tiger, but he was firmly restrained by the chains fixed to the wall, unable to advance an inch.
Chen Ping'an met Wu Haihua’s gaze, his smile brilliant.
“You, a person whose Dantian has been crippled, still want to kill me?”
Bang!
Chen Ping'an kicked Wu Haihua in the stomach.
Wu Haihua grunted, his face filled with rage.
“You just wait here for the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect to pick you up! I want to see how they’ll take you away!”
Bang!
Chen Ping'an delivered another kick, and under Wu Haihua’s almost man-eating gaze, he left the place.