Chapter 962: Putting on an act

Sun Daoning pointed irritably at Zhang Yulang, who was crouching in the corner. "This dog thing..."

Chen Guanlou followed his gaze; Zhang Yulang looked pitiful, curled up like a quail.

"What happened to Brother Yulang?"

Sun Daoning gritted his teeth. "I wish I could kill him right now to prevent future trouble."

"You can't kill me, you can't!" Zhang Yulang shouted in a panic. "My lord, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you won't fare well either."

"Shut up!" Sun Daoning was frantic with rage.

Chen Guanlou didn't know the cause and effect and asked casually, "Do you really want to kill him? Is it that serious?" He guessed in his heart, could the old man have called him here to have him do the killing, to kill someone without anyone knowing?

Killing Zhang Yulang gave him no burden. They were just drinking buddies.

But he couldn't kill someone foolishly without knowing the situation.

"Do you think he deserves to die?"

Sun Daoning asked back.

"That depends on what he did. If the crime doesn't warrant death, why not spare his life?"

"My crime doesn't warrant death!" Zhang Yulang seized the opportunity to shout. "Brother Lou, I am innocent. I have emphasized this repeatedly, but the lord refuses to believe me, insisting I confess something before he lets me go. I confessed, and now he complains that I have no filter and wants to kill me. He plays both the person and the ghost; what can I do? If anyone is to die, it should be the lord!"

"Presumptuous!" Chen Guanlou scolded sharply. Zhang Yulang was truly courting death; as a prisoner, he still dared to talk nonsense. He really had no filter.

"The lord is not someone you can talk about casually. Zhang Yulang, you still don't have a full realization of your status as a prisoner. Do you want me to take you to the interrogation room and show you why the flowers are so red?"

Even if Zhang Yulang were an idiot, he knew the severity of the interrogation room, so he crouched in the corner, not daring to speak.

Chen Guanlou snorted again and turned to soothe Sun Daoning. "My lord, don't lower yourself to the level of this Zhang boy. Don't look at how he was taught by famous teachers since childhood; in his bones, he's just a blockhead, spoiled into an idiot by his family, unable to distinguish between light and heavy."

"I'm not an idiot!" Zhang Yulang muttered softly.

Chen Guanlou didn't indulge him, picking up a bald brush and throwing it at his face. "Shut up! I didn't tell you to speak! You don't understand any rules. My lord, I've disciplined him; please calm your anger."

Sun Daoning smiled enigmatically. "Chen Guanlou, you're also a slippery one. Are you worried I'd ask you to kill, so you're finding all sorts of excuses? Am I that kind of villain?"

Aren't you?

Chen Guanlou said nothing.

"What is that look?" Sun Daoning was furious. "We've worked together for so many years; is that how you think of me? How unreasonable! It was a waste of my effort to think of you first when trouble arose."

This, heh, needed some clarification.

Chen Guanlou didn't avoid anyone, openly reprimanding him. "My lord, although I don't know exactly what you talked about with Zhang Yulang, I know this is a hot potato. When there were benefits to share, you didn't think of me at all. When you encountered troublesome matters that needed someone to clean up, you thought of me. My lord, ask your conscience, is it still there?"

"What conscience! My life is almost gone, what conscience do I need?" Sun Daoning was annoyed and ashamed, openly admitting he had no conscience. "Take him down, arrange for people to watch him twelve hours a day, and make sure he doesn't die. He has no filter; the people guarding him must be chosen for their tight lips and honest hearts. Don't let anyone find a loophole."

Chen Guanlou narrowed his eyes slightly; it looked like things were very serious.

"Watching him, keeping him alive—this matter is difficult if you say it's difficult, and easy if you say it's easy. My lord, you also know the Heavenly Prison is like a sieve. If you don't explain the ins and outs of the matter to me, I can't grasp the measure of this."

"Are you looking to die? Can't you see that I'm protecting you by saying nothing? If I tell you the truth, you'll be a grasshopper on the same string, and none of us will be able to escape. Not telling you is to keep you out of it."

Sun Daoning was extremely annoyed; his painstaking efforts were not appreciated.

Absurd!

Where was his brain?

A brain that was usually so smart couldn't see through this now, insisting on sticking his neck out—what for?

Chen Guanlou pondered for a moment. "My lord, you are sincere toward me!"

"Nonsense!" Sun Daoning couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Although I didn't think of you when sharing benefits, I would never drag you into the water. I am not that kind of heartless villain."

Chen Guanlou:...

Just a little bit of conscience, then.

He clicked his tongue twice. "This guy really has no filter. Why not kill him to prevent future trouble?"

"Brother Lou, we are brothers from different fathers and mothers. How can you have the heart to kill me? Besides, my crime doesn't warrant death! This fraud case has nothing to do with me; I was just innocently implicated. Brother Lou, you cannot kill the innocent just to keep your mere position as a Prison Warden. Wuwu..."

Zhang Yulang really knew how to cry, with snot and tears. No matter how handsome his face was, he was a clown when crying.

Chen Guanlou was disgusted. "My lord, do you really want to keep him?"

Sun Daoning's head was buzzing from Zhang Yulang's crying, his head splitting with pain. "Hurry up and plug his mouth, take him down. I don't want to hear his voice, and I don't even want to see him. Zhang Yulang, you know the gravity of the matter; from now on, keep your mouth shut. No matter who asks, just say you are innocent, and don't say another word. Otherwise, no one can save you."

Zhang Yulang sobbed. "My lord, promise me first that you won't kill me."

"If I wanted to kill you, would you still be alive?" Sun Daoning was frantic with rage; young people these days were truly outrageous, each generation worse than the last.

Zhang Yulang thought that was true.

He asked Chen Guanlou again, "Brother Lou, you promise me too, don't kill me."

Chen Guanlou rolled his eyes. "Why would I kill you? If your Zhang family collapses one day and has no money, maybe I really will kill you."

"Brother Lou is truly realistic."

"Too much nonsense. The lord has been tortured by you to this extent, and you're still making demands. Get out, get out, hurry up and get back to the cell and lie down, and don't come out to embarrass yourself in the future."

Chen Guanlou was not polite at all, dragging him out.

He didn't forget to soothe Sun Daoning. "My lord, I'll take him down first. Calm your anger, drink some tea, and I'll come back later to keep you company and relieve your boredom."

He personally escorted Zhang Yulang back to the cell and dismissed the guards.

He stood at the door of the cell and asked in a low voice, "What did you say to the old man that made him so anxious, as if his life were gone?"

Zhang Yulang had his own schemes. "I just told him a name, and then he went crazy. Do you want to know? I can tell you."

"Get out!" Chen Guanlou was concise. "Shut your mouth, or I'll have you die."

"Brother Lou's ability to turn heartless is becoming increasingly proficient."

"Your ability to put on an act and cry is something I bow down to."

The two mocked and teased each other, then laughed in unison, quite in sync. ===== CHAPTER 963 =====