Chapter 1474: My Mouth Isn't Hard

Three days have already passed, but Zhang Zhanglao still hasn't said a word.

Many disciples who came to the canteen, seeing Zhang Zhanglao tied to the pole, also changed their expressions.

"This old geezer really has some skill, it's been five days, right?"

"Four and a half days, maybe."

"Is that the point? This old geezer actually managed to hold out this long."

"Who says it isn't? I originally thought he definitely couldn't hold out, but who knew he actually did."

"I'm starting to admire him a bit."

Being able to hold out for so many days, Zhang Zhanglao has indeed made many disciples look at him anew.

But just listening to the crowd's discussion, Zhang Zhanglao felt like crying but had no tears, his eyes bloodshot, his heart like dead ashes.

Damn it, is he unwilling to speak? He simply can't speak; he can't open his mouth.

He had wanted to speak long ago, but the two Law Enforcement Hall Stewards directly sealed his mouth, making him unable to utter a word; they damn well deserve death.

Looking at those two Law Enforcement Hall Stewards with innocent faces, Zhang Zhanglao wished he could bite them to death.

Two beasts.

The surrounding disciples' discussion sounded like salt being sprinkled on Zhang Zhanglao's wound, making him suffer again.

At that moment, Shi Song, who had just finished his meal, walked over.

Looking at Zhang Zhanglao tied to the pole, with a grim expression he asked the two Stewards.

"He still won't speak?"

"Reply, Elder, he still refuses to say a single word."

"Hmph, I really didn't expect your mouth to be this stubborn; fine, I want to see how long you can hold out."

His icy gaze fell on Zhang Zhanglao; Shi Song didn't believe it— as a Law Enforcement Hall Elder, he couldn't even pry open a prisoner's mouth.

"This old geezer's mouth is hard, huh? Then let's see how long he can hold out."

Facing Shi Song's gaze and hearing those words, Zhang Zhanglao's eyes turned vacant.

"Damn it, which of your eyes saw that I don't want to speak? I'm not unwilling to speak!"

"I want to speak— give me a chance, my mouth really isn't hard."

Seeing Zhang Zhanglao still keeping silent, Shi Song also couldn't be bothered to waste time on him, and gave the two Stewards a warning.

"Watch him well."

He then turned and left, not believing that old geezer could keep holding out.

Watching Shi Song's retreating back, Zhang Zhanglao shed two clear tears from the corners of his eyes.

"His mouth really isn't hard; if you give him a chance, he'll surely tell everything he knows, holding nothing back."

After seeing Shi Song off, the two Law Enforcement Hall Stewards secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them whispered.

"It's already been five days; how much longer do we have to keep this up?"

"Let's keep him for half a month first— how could you bear to give up the canteen's food?"

"You definitely couldn't bear to."

"Then that's fine— rest assured, this old geezer can't say anything right now."

Saying that, they both glanced at Zhang Zhanglao tied to the pole; facing the two Stewards' gazes, Zhang Zhanglao gritted his teeth, making a creaking sound.

"Beasts, two beasts— he had never seen such a vile, shameless person."

But the two Stewards paid no attention to this; during this time they've been living extremely comfortably.

Moreover, they don't have to compete for slots, nor worry about missing Fàn diǎn; their three daily meals are steadily supplied.

From time to time they could also enjoy a special meal; this little life of theirs was simply unbeatable.

Seeing other Stewards fighting over a meal, heads bloodied, the two felt extremely fortunate; without this post, they'd be among them too.

But now it's different— the two can steadily eat every meal; what more is there to say about this treatment?

Continuing to guard Zhang Zhanglao, on the other side Qi Xiong, after reading the report Shi Song submitted about the Cangyue Sect,

After a moment of contemplation, he looked toward Yun Xiantai nearby and said,

"Shīzūn, what do you mean regarding the Cangyue Sect........"

"Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys— now that Haotu Shijie and Zhu Tian Wan Jie have officially made contact, outsider cultivators will only increase, and no one can guarantee this sort of incident won't happen again."

"Since the Cangyue Sect has walked into the line of fire, we'll wipe them out, also letting other outsider cultivators see the fate of those who don't follow the rules."

"The Cangyue Sect is not weak; its Sect Master is an Emperor Sovereign powerhouse, and besides that, there is also an Emperor Sovereign Realm elder ancestor."

"However, compared to Haotu Shijie, they still fall a bit short."

"Since that finely dressed youth is the son of the Cangyue Sect's Sect Master, we'll grant his wish."

"Let his father come to rescue him, then directly uproot the Cangyue Sect root and stem— this also serves as a warning to other outsider cultivators."

"Rules— often they still need strength to prove them."

"If you haven't shown enough strength, the so-called rules are just a joke in others' eyes; no one will really care."

"Hearing Yun Xiantai's words, Qi Xiong also nodded; Shīzūn is right."

"Indeed, we should establish some rules; otherwise, such incidents will likely recur."

"Good, then I'll make the arrangements."

"Sure, we can just act at the entrance of Haotu Shijie when the time comes."

"Good."

Contacting the Cangyue Sect isn't troublesome; the finely dressed youth has a Chuānyīn fú and an Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán on him.

However, the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán is useless now due to the great distance, but the Chuānyīn fú can still make contact.

In the black jail of the Law Enforcement Hall, the finely dressed youth no longer has any of his former arrogance; after going through the Law Enforcement Hall's procedures, he has become completely honest.

Being held alone in a prison cell, with a dull thud, the door was opened.

A steward from the Law Enforcement Hall walked in; upon seeing this steward, the young man in fine clothes flashed a look of fear on his face.

He involuntarily stepped back, his voice trembling as he spoke.

What are you trying to do?

He really didn't want to go through the Law Enforcement Hall's procedures again; having been pampered since childhood, when had he ever suffered such hardship?

Just looking at the Law Enforcement Hall's methods made his scalp go numb, let alone experiencing them himself.

I've told you everything you asked; what more do you want? Don't come any closer.

Looking at the young man in fine clothes like that, the Law Enforcement Hall steward sneered.

You've said it, but there's still one last thing I need your help with.

His tone was gentle, but to the young man in fine clothes it sounded like it came from hell itself.

You... what else do you want me to do?

Simple, you said you're the son of the Azure Moon Sect's Sect Master, right?

Yes... I am.

Alright, here's your transmission talisman; contact your father and have him come rescue you.

Huh???

He himself was the Junior Sect Master of the Azure Moon Sect; the young man had already said this earlier, but upon hearing the Law Enforcement Hall steward's words, he froze on the spot.

My father is the Sect Master of the Azure Moon Sect, and you're actually letting me contact him to come rescue me? What kind of messed-up operation is this.

The young man had tried more than once to contact his father for rescue, but he never had the chance—his cultivation was sealed, and his space ring had already been taken by the Law Enforcement Hall.

There had been no hope at all, but now the other side actually gave him an opportunity, even offering it proactively; the surprise came too suddenly.