After all, as far as the city lord mansion was concerned, every prisoner was a resource. If someone died, it was a waste, and Ricky didn’t want that responsibility on his shoulders.

He had seen countless brawls in his time, but the way Jared had effortlessly dispatched over a dozen cultivators was unlike anything he’d witnessed before.

“Wait a second,” Ricky muttered to himself. “I’ve seen this guy before. He came here once… to visit someone.” He turned to the guard beside him. “What’s this kid’s story again?”

“He got locked up for hitting Niel Buckley, the son of the Buckley family,” the guard explained.

“They arrested him on the spot.”

“Hitting Niel? That sounds like he was asking for trouble,” Ricky said, frowning.

celestial crystals, sent over five hundred purple spirit coins,” the guard continued. “Even Mr. Reese coughed up money to get him out. Everyone knows

eyes narrowing as he tried to piece the puzzle together. “Hmm. Maybe

step in? If he and Claude go at it…” The guard trailed off, leaning in to

dismissively. “Don’t bother. I’ve had enough of Claude and his constant grandstanding. If someone’s finally going to knock him down a peg, let it happen. As long as nobody dies, I don’t see the

gets hurt, how will we explain that to the

Lord hasn’t shown up in ages. Who knows what’s going on in the

Ricky’s tone and said nothing

since the Lord disappeared. In his absence, his three beast generals had taken over, but their constant

of opportunities to line their pockets. Bribes for releasing prisoners or allowing visits were routine. Even Donovan, the official

the city lord’s absence. With no one at the helm, countless individuals

damage he caused. But how could his father, one of the beast generals and a supposed enforcer of the city’s laws, bring himself to discipline-let alone imprison-his own

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