"The young master means..."

"Let's go and see what Xi Yunfei wants to say to me before making a decision!!"

"Yes! I'll make arrangements!!"

The guard retreated silently, but Wang Ke's brows frowned even more.

"Xi Yunfei...what exactly is he going to say?!"

Xi Yunfei and his father are about the same age. Although they have always been enemies, they are also opponents who appreciate each other.

Wang Ke still remembers that when his father passed away, Xi Yunfei came here sincerely as a close friend to pay his respects.

But at that time, he was still young and only knew about the matter between them!

This is the first time Wang Ke has come to the place where Xi Yunfei is detained.

As soon as I entered the cell, my brow frowned-

"Why is it so smelly?!"

Even if the ordinary cell is pickled, it will not be as smelly as it is now.

“How long has it been since it was cleaned here!?”

Under the jumping fire, the stench seemed to be fermented even more, pungent and eye-catching.

"The Palace Master... This is a dead room..."

The jailer who led the way carefully looked back and glanced at Wang Ke's expression with some intriguing interest, and wanted to speak but stopped.

The guards following Wang Ke caught his expression and were immediately displeased: "What's wrong with you? Just say something!! Hesitate... Do you want our palace master to ask you personally?!"

"I don't dare...just..."

The prison guard was sweating profusely and looked at Wang Ke's face while stuttering.

"It's just a small... I don't know what to say, what not to say..."

Wang Ke kept walking forward: "Just say... whatever you want!! Will this palace lord kill you because of an unpleasant word?!"

With a slightly slanted look, his face was cold.

"In your eyes, is this kind of tyrant?!"

"No...I don't mean that's the little one!!"

The jailer wiped his sweat and his voice trembled.

"What I want to say is... Everything in this dead room... is what the palace master means..."

Wang Ke's steps suddenly stopped, and the guard behind him looked unhappy.

"What do you mean? Did we say that the dirty and messy here were all done by our palace master?!"

"No...I don't mean that's the little one..."

The jailer was so scared that he knelt down quickly, kowtowing like a thumping sound, his voice trembling.

"I mean, this dead room... was not like this before, and... our Wuze Palace rarely detained any unforgivable death row prisoners!! The person inside... was the first in many years..."

The guard looked at Wang Ke's expression, pondered his thoughts, and shouted loudly: "Tell the point, don't say any useless nonsense!! Our Palace Master doesn't have time to listen to your nonsense here..."

"Yes... I want to say that everything in this dead room is the meaning of the old palace master..."

"What?!"

Without Wang Ke's question, the guard was already surprised and lost his voice.

"You're talking nonsense!! Where is your dead room? Our old palace master is so busy and has a lot of troubles. How come he still has time to deal with the broken things in your dead room? You must be lazy and not being a prison guard, and being lazy and not cleaning, which makes you end up like this... Today, you dare to act boldly and push things to the old palace master without knowing your death... You are tired of living..."

"The palace master is a clever scholar. He is a prison guard. No matter how brave he has, he will not dare to slander the old palace master..."
Chapter completed!