"What do you mean? Are they the ones who are interfering?" Zhou Mu's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this.
At that moment, the image of the Ye family—rich but heartless, bullying the weak, abusing their power, and committing all sorts of evil deeds—immediately formed in his mind.
Good heavens, this is outrageous!
Under the clear blue sky, how can such a distortion of the truth be tolerated?
The righteous Zhou Mu was immediately enraged.
At this moment, Su Yuan nodded timidly.
Seemingly afraid of the cell, he shrank his neck and curled up into a ball.
The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"They said that Ye Ming marrying Xuan'er was a disgrace to the family. Originally, they found Ye Ming a better marriage, the daughter of the current governor of Tianshu County, which would have been a perfect match, but Ye Ming refused."
The reason for the refusal is quite obvious.
Ye Ming wanted to pursue happiness, while his parents hoped to maximize the family's interests. Moreover, if they could get on the good side of the prefect, the Ye family's development would undoubtedly be much smoother.
On this basis, even sacrificing Su Xuan'er's life would be nothing to Ye's parents, who were used to seeing bloodshed and killing.
Even for people like them who are used to power struggles, the life of one person, or even several people, is insignificant. As long as they can maximize their family's interests, they are willing to sacrifice anything and disregard everything else.
"Hey, we've got a job."
Zhou Mu's eyes lit up instantly.
He is a messenger of justice, punishing evil and promoting good.
He smiled, bent down, and took Su Yuan's hand affectionately. Seeing the latter's still somewhat uneasy look, he asked, "Do you believe in light?"
"Huh?" Su Yuan was in a state of extreme tension when he suddenly heard such a nonsensical sentence, and he was completely stunned.
Zhou Mu patiently repeated, "Do you believe in light?"
"Can light save Xuan'er?" Su Yuan asked seriously.
Zhou Mu nodded and said, "If you believe, it can save you."
“Then I believe you.” Su Yuan’s eyes lit up instantly.
Zhou Mu smiled, patted the latter's head, and said, "Another good comrade who believes in the light. Since you believe in the light, then the light will not let you down."
The moment he stood up, he seemed to exude boundless pride.
He strode to the cell block, grabbed the booming doorbell, and shouted, "Anyone breathing? Come here, I have something to discuss with you."
Upon hearing this, Su Yuan immediately rushed over and grabbed Zhou Mu, saying in a panic, "Don't say that! We can't afford to offend those lords. Be careful they don't harm you."
Seeing this, Zhou Mu immediately understood that Su Yuan had been severely beaten and was slowly accumulating resentment in his heart.
We're just waiting for that moment to erupt.
The cell was quiet, and it was the middle of the night. In addition, Zhou Mu's shout was particularly loud. Soon, someone came over with a lantern, his face full of anger. But when he saw Zhou Mu and the other person, his anger instantly turned into mockery.
"No need to rush. You can leave once the prefect's order comes down."
Clearly, when the jailer said "leave," he didn't mean letting the two of them go.
Zhou Mu's lips curled slightly as he asked, "Are you in charge?"
The man nodded and said, "It's me."
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Jia Wan, and I am the old man in this cell."
Jia Wan spoke arrogantly to Zhou Mu.
They seemed to disregard Zhou Mu and his companion completely.
Perhaps, at this moment, he also has the right to disregard Zhou Mu and the other two.
After all, those two guys were locked up in the cells under his jurisdiction.
Ultimately, it's up to him to decide how things are arranged.
“Alright,” Zhou Mu said. “Bring your prefect here.”
"Pah!"
Jia Wan said with a disdainful look, "Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror? You dare to come to our prefect? Do you even deserve it?"
What do you think?
Zhou Mu grinned, looking like a harmless boy next door.
He took a step forward, and without any restraint, he moved naturally. His body seemed to pass through the wooden door out of thin air, and he stood directly in front of the jailer, Jia Wan.
Jia Wan, a man who had seen much of the world, was not afraid. He casually pulled out the long knife from his side, pointed it at Zhou Mu, and revealed a fierce expression on his face.
"Go back, or I'll chop you to death."
Zhou Mu shook his head.
He flicked his finger at the knife.
Then, with a loud bang, the seemingly sharp longsword instantly turned into dust.
At this moment, Jia Wan only had one weakness left.
The enormous shock from the shattering of the longsword struck him like a tidal wave, making his palms numb and causing him to instinctively drop the hilt.
Only now did Jia Wan realize that the person in front of him was an unfathomable master.
He swallowed hard, took a step back, and distanced himself from Zhou Mu. "Let me tell you, this is Tian Shu County. If you kill me, you will be provoking the Prefect. The Prefect is a Saint-level expert. If you offend him, you will definitely suffer the consequences."
Zhou Mu chuckled, turned around, and with a gentle flick of his hand, the sturdy lock on the cell door broke with a bang.
The door creaked open.
At Zhou Mu's prompting, Su Yuan timidly stepped forward.
"Big brother, big brother, save me, save me! I've been wronged!"
"Brother, I have several hundred taels of gold outside. If you can save me, I will give it all to you."
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is no place for a human to stay. Brother, please save me!"
...
Zhou Mu's initial shout naturally attracted a lot of attention, but they didn't pay much attention until now, when Zhou Mu displayed his amazing abilities, and these people were instantly moved.
At this moment, Jia Wan's face looked very ugly.
He wanted to tell those people to shut up, but Zhou Mu was right in front of him, and he didn't dare. If he angered the latter, he could probably crush him with just a glance.
His scalp tingled.
Logically speaking, shouldn't those martial artists with spiritual power be locked up here?
Why is this guy an exception?
He was only a martial artist at the fifth level of the martial arts realm, and he was no match for Zhou Mu.
"Now can you take us to see the Prefect?"
Zhou Mu said with a smile.
Jia Wan paused for a moment, then said, "It's possible, but..."
"Too long-winded." Zhou Mu frowned.
Jia Wan's expression immediately changed.
Then he began to gasp for breath, his body slowly kneeling down, as if a mountain was pressing down on him in that instant.
It made him unable to breathe.
It is unknown how much time passed before Jia Wan gradually recovered. As if he had survived a disaster, he no longer dared to have any other thoughts.
They were taken directly to the prefect.
"His attitude changed quite quickly." Su Yuan muttered as he saw the ruthless jailer adopt a subservient attitude towards him.
"Faced with absolute power, everything is just a paper tiger," Zhou Mu grinned.
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