Chapter 342: Chapter 209: Zui Fusheng Is Nothing More Than This
Jiang Man greeted the other man with a smile. "Haven’t the Zhao Family’s Elders and patriarchs come to bail you out?" he asked casually.
Old Meng stared at Jiang Man.
He was silent for a long time.
His eyes filled with resentment.
It was because the Zhao Family had also been reported.
’Who else could it be but Jiang Man?’
Even though Jiang Man hadn’t been around, he was sure it was him.
Only Jiang Man wanted to move against the Zhao Family.
"Jiang Tianjiao is here too, isn’t he? You look like you’ve lost some weight," Old Meng said, suppressing his fury.
Jiang Man feigned confusion. "How did Guard Zhao get in here?"
Old Meng felt like the man was humiliating him.
He fell silent.
Jiang Man paid him no mind.
Instead, he scanned his surroundings, noticing numerous traces of Arrays, but he couldn’t understand them at all.
They were far beyond his scope of understanding.
’I need to study the Thirty-Six Books of Ascension as soon as possible.’
’Then, I’ll advance to the Late Stage of Golden Core and unlock the box’s Third Layer.’
As for this mess with the Evil God, he wasn’t worried.
Old Huang was an Evil God who even dared to ambush Meng Qiewei. The people from the Immortal Sect would almost certainly find nothing.
However, looking at the guard before him now, Jiang Man felt something was off.
It was a familiar feeling.
The same feeling he’d had when he was being watched before.
According to Ting Fengyin, it might be related to the Demon Lord.
Jiang Man moved closer.
Before Old Meng could react, Jiang Man placed a hand on his shoulder.
CRACK.
He forced Old Meng to his knees.
Jiang Man was shocked. "Are you this weak?"
Old Meng: "..."
’What a complete and utter humiliation.’
Jiang Man paid it no mind, instead activating the Celestial Mirror Hundred Books.
[Stale Demon Qi. Nothing else of note.]
Withdrawing his hand, Jiang Man looked at Old Meng and said, "Old Zhao."
"My name is Meng," Old Meng managed to say.
"Old Meng, don’t stress yourself out during this time. Eat well, drink well, and don’t put too much pressure on yourself," Jiang Man said.
Old Meng shouldn’t have had any Demon Qi on him. But now he did, and it felt distinctly odd to Jiang Man’s senses.
’That means Old Meng has been abandoned.’
’As soon as the people from the Immortal Sect arrive, Old Meng will be exposed for sure.’
’The Demon Lord needs a scapegoat.’
’Logically, Old Meng’s status isn’t high enough, so the investigation would have to continue...’
’But... I’m supposed to intervene and let the real Demon Lord get away.’
’That’s the task Ting Fengyin gave me—to lure out the person behind the Demon Lord.’
’I suspect the Demon Lord is Zhao Tiankuo, but I have no proof.’
’In any case, it can’t be Old Meng.’
’So, it’s almost certain that Old Meng is never leaving this place.’
Moreover, Old Meng was the one who had planted the Evil God’s aura, which directly implicated him.
That made it even more impossible for him to get out.
Old Meng...
...was done for.
"What do you mean?" Old Meng frowned.
Jiang Man shook his head slightly. "It means nothing. I’m just telling you to relax and try to think happy thoughts."
Old Meng: "..."
But before he could say anything more, someone came to escort Jiang Man away. "The interrogation room is ready. Come with us."
Jiang Man nodded.
He felt no pressure at all.
He could handle minor things like this.
There was nothing to be nervous about.
He wasn’t too worried, even if Old Huang were to be discovered.
Because Old Huang would definitely get him out of there.
With enough time and resources, he could even have Old Huang return legitimately.
’The powerful are the easiest to reason with.’
Of course, until he reached that point, he would still have to bow his head when necessary.
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「Meanwhile.」
The three heads of the Zhenyue Bureau gathered once again.
"That Jiang Man has been arrested and is about to be interrogated. Any of you interested?" Red Eagle asked.
The others all shook their heads.
They had no intention of intervening.
The matter wasn’t trivial, but it wasn’t so important that they needed to handle it personally.
You Yu asked curiously, "Still no news from Zui Fusheng?"
Red Eagle shook his head.
After Zui Fusheng told him to wait last time, there had been no further word.
He didn’t know how long it would take.
He supposed he was asking a lot of him.
From the looks of it, Zui Fusheng probably wasn’t as untouchable as they had imagined.
"Oh, right. The people from the Immortal Sect seem to have set out. They’ll likely arrive in the next day or two," Red Eagle reminded them. "We must ensure the Sect remains stable during this time.
"No trouble can be allowed to break out."
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One day left until the monthly ticket lottery drawing ends!
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