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.

After he was locked up, Mr. Reese, the one who bought the celestial crystals, sent over five hundred purple spirit coins,” the guard continued. “Even Mr. Reese coughed

eyes narrowing as he tried to piece the puzzle together. “Hmm. Maybe he’s got connections to Donovan. Could he be

Claude go at it…” The guard trailed off, leaning

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,

hurt, how will we explain

Who knows what’s going on in the city lord mansion?” Ricky said with a cold

flinched at Ricky’s tone and

his absence, his three beast generals had taken over, but

of opportunities to line their pockets. Bribes for releasing prisoners or allowing visits were routine.

chaos overwhelming Beast City stemmed entirely from the city lord’s absence. With no one at the helm, countless individuals seized

without a care for the damage he caused. But how could his father, one of the beast generals and a supposed enforcer of the city’s

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